swipe the blade and end it quick
a feeling in my stomach oh so sick
blood pours out from gashes so deep
the flood starts to form around my feet
i want these fantasies to come true
try my hardest for something i need to do
looking back on memories i need to know
to the people whom i did not let this pain show
i cradled myself night and day
for there was no one to show me the true way
my mother tried her hardest but never realized
the pain i was in and how my heart had died
then there were the two
only people in my life who really knew
depression i fell under burdened my dreams
everywhere i went crying tears bursting at the seams
one left me at the first sign of a fight
the depression over took me on that night
and as i sit here writing this all
i understand that no one wants me to fall
but i can't take my eyes away from the blade 
shining by itself where it is neatly laid
i think of a child who doesn't deserve pain
trying to smile but the efforts are in vain
counting the minutes by as i make my final choice
i jump at the sudden sound of my own voice

do it now get it over with 
these are people you wont ever miss
-her sweet smiling face asking me to play-
no don't waste your breath on another day
-asking me to put on her makeup so she'll look like me-
just get it over with why can't you see
-little giggles as i tickle her tummy-
do it your lifes too crummy
-then there is him-
no no just do it go out on a limb
-he cares about me so-
its not true and this you know
-he tells me he loves me-
this isn't true why can't you see
-my best friend cares about me too-
no one in this life cares about you
-she reads everything i write telling how i feel-
her friendship and sympathy aren't real
-my mother cares about me more than anyone-
the pain she causes you has just begun
-we share a bond most familys can only hope for-
yeah then why is your heart so sore
-but then there are boys i still can't get over-
thats right just put the blade a little lower
-and the heart that i'll never have full-
just put it to your skin and pull
-but maybe it can all be fixed-
no no! just let your tears and blood mix
-is there a reason i cry these tears?-
yes you want to die and get away from your fears
-my fathers an ass and left me alone-
exactly all the more reason your death prone

they fight on throughout the night
i still hold to the blade tight
the first voice winning the battle
as they continue to rattle
my shakey hand comes down a little more
but the loving voice wins out
and i drop the blade to the floor

-you have too many people who love you
they'll all die if you do
don't be stupid drop the blade
don't let the gashes on your arm be made
call someone for help just drop it now
they'll wonder why, they'll wonder how-

the blade fell by my feet 
i realized that the scars ran too deep
but they could be healed with hope
i just needed my family to help me cope
new found feelings i didnt know there
people who loved me were near
wiping away the tears that fell steady
i got myself ready
one of the longest talks of my life
as i told them of all my strife
they looked at me with blank stares
maybe i was wrong maybe they don't care
i saw tears in her eyes as she reached out to me
worry with tears was all i could see
there was hope after all
and maybe, just maybe i wouldn't fall
happy that i didnt end my life too young
but the pain in my heart still hung
there would be times when it would be hard
there would be glass broken in shards
so tempting so ready
i had to keep my feelings steady
and then i did it 
i finally cried
it was as if all the pain had died
i knew for once i might be ok
i would just have to take it day by day
as long as i had the people i loved by my side
every step of the way along for the ride
it would be alright, it would be ok
i just have to take it
day
by
day