Look for the Light.

Blood and pain are everything to me.
Drop after drop, scream after scream,
I wonder when it will all fade away.
This knife in my hand is not a weapon of destruction
But a tool for learning.

You always told me to look for the light
But all my eyes see is black.
You say we can work it out together
But I prefer to work alone.
Why won’t you just let me be?

Night after night you stand at my door,
Begging me to let you in so we can talk.
Talk is useless to me, only pain matters anymore.
You demand that I seek help but I refuse.
When will you admit that I’m a waste of your time?