It sits there whispering, staring and drawing you near
You’ve done it before, don’t fool yourself just have no fear.
Pick it up, hold out your arm and take a deep breath
Just one tiny little cut, and you’ll be closer to death.
You hear the whispers and feel their caress,
Embrace your demons and leave behind the stress.
Hold it steady, press down and slice
Feel the burn, and admit it feels nice.
But you cut too deep, and now it’s too late
So just lay down and accept your fate.
Close your eyes and release that breath,
Just one tiny little cut, and now you’re closer to death.
Your life is draining away, and though it wasn’t planned
Death is here, now just take his hand.
Darkness consumes you and you feel light,
It’s finally over, there’s no more need to fight.