All I am is numb
I can no longer feel
Everything is a jumble
I will never heal
I feel like I might crumble
My way to vent
I just write away
No one understands what is meant
No one understands what I say
Alone in this world
This world full of pain
Numb once again in this place
I can't possibly be sane
I shall never heal
Writing is my calling
I wish I could just feel
Feeling like I'm falling
Maybe because I've fallen again
into this place called darkness
I've gone insane!
Wish I could be fearless
Will this pain ever leave me
Can someone free me from my mind
These scars can not be seen
No matter how kind
No one can change this
All this jumble
It just fills my brain
I feel so fragile I could crumble
Make all this pain
All this misery...
Make it all just leave
So I can feel free
I'm trapted inside my so called mind
All I see is red
Nothing I find
Nothing thats said
Can free me from this caged
In so called life...
I've aged 80 years
Staring at the knife
On comes the tears
Wishing I could cut this feeling
away out of existence
When will I start healing
Nothing makes sense...
Nothing at all anymore
I place the knife down
My soul is so soar
Nothing is heard not even a sound
I'm in this darkness once more
Never again will I cut deep within
Never again will I pick up that knife
Never again will I partake in this sin
I just need a free life.

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