why cant I pull this knife out of my soul
that I pushed so deeply into myself
feeling it cut me slowly
creating a wound that doesn't bleed
makes you wonder how it can heal
if it ever will
to find someone to help me deal with this agony
to take my mind off of it
long enough to let my body heal itself
still feel like I'm bleeding
not the sweet warm feeling of blood
but life itself
and time
blindly walking in the darkness of my wounded soul
bleeding to death in silence
alone in this world iv created for myself
from which there is no escape
if rain fell for each time I couldn't cry
I would drown in sorrow
for things I cant change
weak in my existence
feel like I'm in a free fall
helpless
mind spins when I try to concentrate
to focus on reasons why I'm still alive
muscles hurting when I breath
when my heart beats
I'm tired
so tired I stay awake at night
insomnia giving me company
forcing myself to remember this lonely feeling
that invades my every thought
free me from this place
