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Oh No, I Feel It Now.
The Blood Rushing Out Of The Wound,
I Don't Cry Out I Dont Even Move.
Let's Just Say It's Numb,
I Feel No Pain.
None Like The Feelings I Used To Have,
Frozen I'm Stuck In A Stranger's Body.
When Another Cut Is Done
I Put Down The Blade,
My Life Is Still Going And Another Day Fades.
Life Used To Be Good,
I Don't Think That Now,
It's Pointless And Full Of Pain,
I Feel There's Nothing To Lose Nothing To Gain.
I Wish I'd Had Friends Who'd Help Me Understand,
But They Don't See The Pain In Me.
See Everything Killing Who I Am.
Kay So Now I See,
No one Cares It's Just Me.
I Walk With My Shadow,
Bearing Pain Beyond Anyone Can Handle.
My Life Is Like A Burning Candle.
The More It Melts The Less Time I Have In This Place.
Again It's Something I'm Alone To Face.
There's More Blood Rushing Out Of The newest Wound,
I Hold My Mouth Shut My Attempt To End This Ruined.
I'd Be Stuck With The Pain In My Life,
Life More Painful Than A Knife.
Yea A Knife,
Driving Through Every Part Of My Body Would Be Better Than This.
Experiencing Darkness Is So Saddening,
Since I've Got To Live And Let Die.
I'd Walk Around With My Head Held High,
Just Hoping That You'd All See The Pain In My Eyes.
Yes You'd All See If You'd Only Pay Attention To Me,
Maybe If You'd Pay Attention I Would Stop.
Stop Hurting And Let The Blade Drop.
Life Can Be Better,
You Can Show Me,
Let's Start Right Now.
My Wounds Are Healing,
I Guess Someone Who cared Enough Was Kneeling,
Praying So Hard I Got Out Of The Darkness.
If You'd Paid Attention Too,
You Wouldn't Have Missed.
Miss Me Change From Sad Hurt Little Girl,
Into A Brave Normal Person In This Big Big World.
A World That I Know Is Still Full Of Hurting People,
But If You Believe You Can Rise Higher Above...
Kay I Know About The Relapse That Has Happened,
But I Don't Want To Hurt Anymore,
And You Seen And Help Me So I Won't.
I Will Not Make The Wounds That Used To Numb The Pain,
I Will Not Stray To Far From Light
I Will Not Hurt Again.
I Will Not Dwell On The Past
So I Am On The Path Of Healing,
I Want To Know Where I'll Be.
But The Next Chapter In Life Is Alway's Uncertain,
Like It's Blocked By Some Sort Of Curtain.
My Past Is Part Of The Future,
Anything Can Change Without Knowing,
But As Long As Some Kind Of Love Is Showing
You Won't Get Lost.
I'm Done Writing,
I Could Have Told You How I Feel In Person
If Youd've Just Asked,
But It Feels Safer Like This Where I'm Masked.
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