In my hand, I hold this knife
Tears drop form my eyes
No longer will i have to use this disguise
This sadness, hatred, it's reached it's peak.
I promise not to make a squeak.
I'll go out like a thief in the night.
I've already lost, there is no fight.
I lay at night, Awake in my bed.
The demons come to swim through my head.
They torture me, they tear my skin.
They hurt me more than 10,000 men.
I can't stand this torture any longer.
I try to kill it, It only gets stronger.
The tears in my soul, I just can't mend.
That's why I, now, contemplate the END
I will fly through the stars,
Hands reaching out for Mars.
I will be free as a bird,
no longer one with a herd.
They will see where I've gone and understand
I told them I'd got to another land.
it feels good to know I'm no longer in need.
I cut myself, I begin to Bleed