Black tears falling
Down her cheeks...

Grab the blade, nice and sharp,
And drag it across your skin...

Silence is precious,
It can break or mend your heart...

Sweet words whispered at my ears,
Happiness swells inside me...

I'll let you in my mind where no one knows,
So guard it with all your heart...

Fresh tears run down my cheeks,
My face becoming flushed as I cry...

You promise me you'll protect me from the world,
That you'll love me more than anyone could...

This little girl lying in front of you,
With her grave so small...

She lay upon the floor,
The blood trickling through her hands...

Sitting there with the psychiatrist,
My weekly session of therapy...

Took a penny from my pocket,
And threw it down the well...

I'm beginning to realise just what Hell is like,
Its having died and yet still having to live...