Cut Me Until I Stop Breathing Please!

I’m going crazy
I can feel my head spinning
About ready to explode.
I’m overwhelmed and I can’t think straight
I’m afraid of what I might do.

The razor is starring at me
Calling out for me just to cut again.
I can’t stop myself
My arm is reaching out for the only thing that sets me free

I’m looking for a new place to cut
But I can’t find one
I guess I’ll just cut over old scars
It wouldn’t be the first time

I can feel the blade cutting my skin
It feels great to escape again
A crimson river is flowing down my arm
Leaving a trail of fire as it goes down

One more cut is all I need
To end this life
That is so cruel to me

I can feel the blade going deeper and deeper
Releasing all my fear
As I get close and closer to my final breath

I can feel it coming now
My dying breath
I can feel my body going limp
As I wait for my death