Cut

Depression

The thought of death keeps crossing my mind
The scars on my wrist a daily reminder
Of the battles I've lost
And the blood that I've shed

The voices they scream
Do it again
Bleed once more for me
I want to watch you sin

I can't take much more of this
One last time
A painful scream
I've lost my mind

It's over for me
I am gone
I'll see you in hell
Don't cry for my loss

Just one little cut
Took all the pain away
I've ended my life
So please don't pray