I feel the knife deep in my skin
No looking back
No looking within
My depressed conscious tells me its my end

See the red fountain drip from my wrist
One less heart break wiped from my list
No more hurting, no more pain
No more hiding in the darkness to feel your shame

The shame of you
And all the hurtful things you thought were fun
The shame of you
And all the things that can’t be undone

Seeping in the void of darker places
Seeing my family with their crying faces
I wonder how different it could be
If they all could of seen the way he treated me