Without Warning

Copyright, Scott

I think I’m fine, but it begins
my chest hurts, my head spins
I love it, how its strange
I slip away, its all the same
I find it, its in my hands again
I drag it, push it across my skin
just have to, must end this pain
it makes me happy, makes me sane
my arm bleeds, my face grins
free of failure, free of sins
but its still my fault, I’m still blamed
and its all pointless, nothings changed
I dont need you, my blade is my friend
I just cant wait, finally it will end


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