You're all alone, it's well past midnight
And as you lay here, nothing feels right
The house is silent, and the room is still
Your razor's on the table, sharp enough to kill
It's calling out to you, begging for blood
You try to avoid it, but it's as addictive as a drug
You can try to find a distraction, but you know that will never work
In the end you find yourself bleeding, and the pain seems to lurk
Now the house is no longer silent, and your room begins to shake
Your vision starts to get blurry, as the blood quickly escapes
You begin to feel weak, and you are unable to scream
Everything is so surreal, as if you're in a dream
Your eyelids become heavy, you begin to slip away
But not before you leave a note on the table, saying "Sorry I couldn't stay."

Times have gone by
Things have changed
But I've stayed the same
Things keep moving
Yet I feel as though I'm standing still
Not moving not changing
Just staying
Things keep coming back
Memory's keep breaking
The surface of my mind
Is becoming a shattered glass
Of what was once hidden
Now that glass
Cuts knitted skin
Making knew scars
From a war
That others don't see
No more then the scars
Of a war with ourselves
They cut us from the feelings we have
Cut the facts
Of what hurts us the most
The facts we won't face
With the pains of our past
Taking or minds
To a battlefield that people will never see
For a war with ourselves
Is the one hardest to win
But the one worth the fight
For the words others say is not true
There words are not who you are
They do not make the person people see
You are who you chose to be
What they see
Is the person who has a path
To walk down and have a reason
But with so much those reasons get harder to see
In the fog of the poison
They spit to make you fall
Stand tall
For times might change
The facts stay the same
Your moving forward
With a fight and scars
Worth the stories
Worth the fight to stay alive
And live your life
For they are not the one in the mirror
They are not the person you have to face
Everyday is a life
Worth the fight to make it what you want to be
Hold on and stay strong

I might be in a new place
But those memory's still show there face
Haunting my nights
Leaving me in fright
I stay silent
To let others slumber
With no movement
I'll lay silent
And still without a sound of a reminder
My past is a haunting hour
Only a scaring reminder
Of fear full nights
Screaming hours
Of pained filled times
What has consumed so many lives
Yet none freed of those pains
As they are always placed in graves
Yet I'm forced to confront me pains
My past tortures
As they are now my constant nightmares
Days and nights
I live with painful memory's
Nights are nightmares
Filled with fears
But no more screams
Not of those years
Not outside my memory's
Sight that is
Memory's mind is a scaring sight
With scaring nights
Living in fright
You learn what keeps
The weak awake enough to still fight
With day break a wonderful sight
For you live to fight
Another day filled with fright
It'll end one day
But its always going to be hard to say
When you'll be able to walk away
And not look back at those days
Where there was once always pain
A scar, a scream, the pain
Standing in fright
Living through the night
I'll pass another day
And will walk away
With nothing left to say
To the past pains of those days
Its time to leave the blame
Where it belongs
And go on with nothing more then the scars
They left me with

One knot, two knots,
Three knots, four.
I can’t take this life anymore
Five knots, six knots,
Seven knots, eight.
My death soon awaits
Nine knots, ten knots,
Eleven knots, twelve.
I’m about to kill myself
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