Sitting in the dark

All alone that’s when it happens

It creeps up on you

What are you going to do?

It tells you that

No one cares or loves you

So you grab your blade

What are you going to do?

You start applying pressure

And start moving it to the right

You see the red liquid gushing  

From your arm

What are you going to do?

You start to feel a sort of relief

Then it starts back up again

Saying see doesn’t that feel

Much better now

You wish that the voices would stop

So you say goodbye world and end it all

You always knew that it would end like this