 | I'm bound by blood not yours but mine I strangle on my own breath I've found myself in another bind I can't cry, I can't scream I have to be strong I have to do everything right I can't do wrong I find shelter in this hollow place this place I call home the place I should love the place where I'm alone I retreat to my "room" I find my old familiar friend I know it will never leave me It'll be there till the end The crimson stained metal with so many story's to tell of how we came to meet how it releases me from my cell How it slowly slides across my wrist how it makes me smile I know this isn't right I know I shouldn't But I need relief for awhile with this one last slice going deeper with this old knife I smile as I lie on the old hardwood floor with my delicate skin torn |  |