Suicidal Tendencies
I slice the blade through my skin.
All the madness must begin.
I cut away all my fears.
Out of my eyes bleed few tears.
I think of him, and of you.
I can't decide what to do.
Hurt and pain is all I feel.
All my scars will never heal.
I cut so deep, reaching my heart.
All the madness now must start.
You went away; you didn't care.
I reach out, but you're not there.
Why scream out? Please don't cry
for a screwed up life- based on lies.
Make another, cut it deep.
Slowly now, blood does seep--
dripping,
dripping, all around--
dripping,
dripping, to the ground.
Each drop of blood represents me--
all my pain, what's meant to be.
Please don't cry; it's over now.
It would have worked, I'm sure, somehow.
So, Goodbye all.
I love you, friends,
but all the madness
now must end.
