Cross My Heart
Cross my heart and hope to die
Slit my wrists as I cry.
I swear to you that I'm alright,
But everything is so wrong.
No, I'm not okay,
Not sure I can last another day.
The knife so sharp, so strong.
I slide it across my wrist.
Maybe when I'm gone I'll be missed.
I cross my heart and swear to you
There was nothing you could do.
I was gone long before
Way before I was called a whore.
I've been gone for awhile.
Constantly in denial.
Trying to hide how I really felt.
Which to use the knife or the belt?
This is a sad ending
And my heart has no more time for mending.
I cross my broken heart
And swear for the last time.
I'm fine.
The scissors fresh with blood.
Dripping with my pain.
Soon I will be slain.
My heart was killed awhile back.
Torn down like a rugged shack.
It's my time to go;
My time to leave.
Forever I'll be free.
One final time
I'll cross my heart and hope to die
When I take this blade,
No longer afraid.
I'm sorry if this is scary.
I'm sorry if this is mean,
But from now on
This life I'll no longer lead.
I cross my heart
As I die.
You'll find this note
Where my dead body does lie.