Thursday, February 23, 2006

Cutter

Blood drips from the sky
Off of the ceiling
Down to the tile
Thoughts of suicide linger
Into the nights eyes
Far from the places of safety
Cutting it open
Your arms that once were so strong
Tear fall down with the crimson water
Mixing the memories return
Of a better time
A better place were you were alive
Seeing your face now
You don't even recognize yourself
Just walk away
Put down the knife
What does it gain if you leave now?
They will never know your hurting
They will never understand the pain
Strike fear and sorrow
Into the hearts of all those who cursed you
Use your life as an example
Of the things that are made by our mouths
By choice and the workings of others
Beasts are breed out of the wickedness
That comes from those who hate
Now don't hate yourself
Hate those who cast you into this place
Take the weapon and turn it around
Depression is a cry for help
Never make it your death sentence
Use what is yours to torture the weak
Pick up the anger and slay the meek
Stop cutting away at the life inside
Destory those that hurt you the same way as I
Unleash the fury of a mind fully awake
Take back the life that they all took
Kill them all and stuff them away
Attack at the heart no more Russian roulette
No more sinking no more going to the depths
Turn the red rocks of anguish into your army
Stoning the enemies of you assaulted mind
Turning them back to the ash of which they came
And no matter what happens
I will always be there to help in your battles
But don't end it all now
There is still so much pain to inflict
Kill the memories and destroy all the lives
Of all those who once held you down
Cutter look into my eyes and know
You are not the only one
Who has scars locked to their soul

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