till death do us part

now i finally understand..the term

'i cut to hurt to make things better'

i never thought i'd hurt my self..

but the truth is..

i cut myself everyday with lies..

voices in my head tellin me its the right thing

i hurt to feel better..

i yet to feel the cold blade against my skin..

but the pain is the same

it kills me to noe i can't stop doin it..

your becoming wise to my game..and i'm scared

scared i'll be left alone again..

soon i'll be left with nuthin but scars..

scars deep enuff to haunt me

only then will i learn..

i'll carry the shiny blade,

sadly, it's till death do us part..