Damnable Angel

Whispers come from no where
They tell me to go ahead and do it
To cut once again
If just a little deeper this time
Just a little harder
It tells me to go ahead and do it
That damnable angel of mine
That never seems to sleep
He wears black
And whispers tempting things to me
He controls me with blood
And lures me with the coolness of the blade
That damnable angel of mine
He talks big and acts bigger
He tells me I have sinned
That I will go to hell for cutting
Then he whispers it's alright
I'll be forgiven
And he says I can cut again
That damnble angel of mine
I can't get him to shut up
There is only one way to get him to stop
He and I will never talk again if I take that one path
But I can not
He whispers that if I kill myself
That will be the most major sin; murder
If it is murder of oneself it is still murder
So he says to me
So I listen to that damnable angel
And pray to one day shut up that angel
That angel that controls me with blood
And lures me with the coolness of the blade
That damnable angel
That will one day go to hell
Where he belongs