SoloWalking aloneAlong a winding pathGreen trees in an ordered rowSoloEverything thereYet no-one aroundChoking on my own haloSoloEverybody caresAnd everyone asksYet no-one knowsSo i'm completely soloWithout you
Glittering ScarsBlood red,Crimson tide,Down my skin,Arms i hide.Tear blue,A steady fall,I'm stood alone,More tiny than tall.Glittering scars,Upon a wrist,The happy girls,Dieing twist.
ShiverMy world shakes,my heart breaks,write a line,to fill the time,somebody new,but not like you,one different kiss,for feeling like this,yet im still alone,waiting to come home
Your red tearsI'll cry your tearsblood redand crying for realheartbreak fedwith stolen lovemy soul is wedto your touchand words saidan arm of thisfeels like leadlying cold and alonehere in bedstill you callturn my headbut stilli'm dead
Without YouI know you'll standAnd I know you'll fallBut I know you'll make itThrough this allBecause your smileBrightens my dayAnd you makeIt worth the stayWithout you hereIt would be so shitTheres nothing I can sayTo help you deal with itWhen it's all fallingAnd everything seems deadLook it overInside your headI would miss youThe rest of my timeOr I wouldn'tBe writing this rhymeUntil my time is overAnd I'm cold and deadI will miss you more than everYou'll always be in my headAnd if you left todayThere'd be nothing left to doBecause this world would be so emptyIf it was without you
End of the worldWhen the world is overAnd everything's said and doneWhen the lie is fallingI won't come undoneWhen I'm thinking of youThen everything is rightAnd I'm not full with regretCrying to the nightWhen the life is failingAnd you're not pulling throughRemember somehow someoneHas falling right through to youRemember me when you're cryingAnd remember me insideBecause when I'm aroundThere nothing you should hideBut you'll never knowAnd you'll never seeBecause the one that's hiding somethingIsn't you. it's me!
Dying eyesTime is running out fastWhen nothing goes aheadWhen your life is running down fastAnd your eyes becoming deadThings are growing harderLife is falling coldAll your dreams and aspirationsSuddenly growing oldEverything is comingYet light is fading fastThings you thought would stay foreverNo longer seem to lastNow your heart is breakingYet you give your allKicking screaming cryingThrough your final fallBut I'll pull you back upTurn you right aroundAnd help you sink your feetBack into solid groundBecause all your dreamsAre what matter to meYour futures bright and comingThis I can seeWhen your life is failingAnd you're feeling weekI'll do all I canTo stop it becoming so bleakSo when your eyes are dyingThis alone you'll seeSomeone's here to pull you throughI wish it could be me
Cutting, the truthCutting, what can I say, its more than an addiction, its a way of life a personal art form, but its totally not healthy, Self harm, is a cry for help, and help is what you need. Its not a suicide attempt its not because your suicidal, its because in a way your lying to yourself telling the world around you, and everyone in it including yourself you can make it fine with the edge of a knife. That knife-edge isn't safe, you walk along it and you slip, you bleed not good, bad very bad, because with that slip comes a lie. Every lie becomes a whole new world, a whole new lie created for yourself, and every moment spent with that object of blood red desire and passion, causing the cascade, every second is a waste of precious time.Time you don't have a lot of, time you could spend doing something else, even if that's just thinking, thinking is a healthy thing to do, think things over and other ways that don't put you at risk for the rest of your life. Things may seem bad now, but in 40 years