I Just Don'T Know How To Stop
The way the blade slices
the way the blood pours
the way it wont stop
the way it cannot be controlled
the way the blood drops onto the cold floor
the way it starts to puddle
the way i grow cold
the way i lose feeling
the way i drop down
the way my vision goes black
the way my heart sinks
the way im just barely gripping onto life
the way the light is bright
the way i wake up on that operating table
the way it was cold that night
the way i snuck out
the way i fell down in the field
the way i looked at my wrist
the way it was stitched
the way i ripped them out
the way it started to bleed again
the way the blood comes to see the moon light
the way my blood soaks the dirt
the way i start to fade out
the way i start to think
the way my life ends here when i wake up laying on my bed
the way my chest hurts
the way the knife pushes against my pocket
the way the blade gleams in the light
the way i take it in my hand
the way i push it into my heart
the way in seconds my dreams come true
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