After everyone was gone the inside of me died,
I was alone and all the time I would cry,
In this deep dark hole with no escape,
Everything was gone, I was filled with hate,
But some part of sorrow lays within my heart,
Just because I'm alone and torn apart.
My heart was black and it cried crimson tears,
Watching death and hate for so many years,
So I take a blade and lightly pace it across my skin,
The slowly push the blade in,
Because this is the only pain I can control,
To see everything the way it is sinks my soul. |
