"Born to be Torn"
The feeling of bleeding
The feeling of pain
Now is fleeting
Sinking down the drain
Red waters keep rushing
The filthy knife keeps on brushing
By my searing skin
But I know of a worse ache
Hidden deep within
Looking up into the mirror
I look into those orbs, my own eyes
Filled with hate, pain, and anguish
Waiting for my own demise
Watching the knife
Drifting at my side
Make a small cut
The sting soon subsides
Unlike the emotions that always attack
The feelings I feel like a knife in my back
Won't forget me
Though I've tried to forget
The dagger I hold will end my regrets
It grazes my skin
Like all the pain breaks my heart
I'll finally win
When I'm torn apart