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Tony51203 
6:33am, November 16, 2009
Sanity rules, especially when it's missing.
Tears are running, forever and ever more.
Self hatred and despair fill me to the brim.
I want to cut, cut, and cut some more.
The pain battels the self hatred for control.
I fight them both for control, a losing battle.
I hate this world, I want out of it.
My plans are long laid, if only I can implement them.
I'm full of noise, the sounds of the grave.
It calls to me, I can't help but listen.
I hear it yet I fight it, I don't want to listen.
I want to live, I want to die, it's all the same.
Pain, it hurts so good, give me more pain.
It helps me focus, keeps me centered, bang goes my head, burn goes my arm.
I am lost, lost and alone, lost inside a world full of people, a dark world full of pain.
The pain is good, the pain is bad, it's all one.
Give me more, more pain to drive me past the edge.
I teeter on that edge, ever closer to falling off.
One misstep and off I go, plunging into darkness, the darkness of the grave.
I am lost, so lost. I cannot find my way through the pain.
It guides me but to where it guides me I don't know.
Shall I fall? Or shall I win? Only the pain knows for sure.
Tears, they flow like water from my eyes.
Tears over what might have been, over what is and what shall be.
Tears over life, over death, over it all.
More tears then I can count. They roll down my cheeks.
Stop, please stop, give me a break, I want no more of this.
No more, can't you hear me? No more.
Please, oh please, no more. No more, please no more.
Let it end. Even if I have to end with it, just let it end.
I can't do this time and again.
Please, I sit here alone and I can't take it.
Please Alice, come on home. I need you, I need something, someone, anyone.
Please help me I'm going over the edge. Death awaits me.
I'm lost without you, I need help. The pain, it's intense.
Yet the pain I inflict cures me, it leads me home, makes me sane.
I am insane, I need that pain. God let there be pain.
Tears are running, forever and ever more.
Self hatred and despair fill me to the brim.
I want to cut, cut, and cut some more.
The pain battels the self hatred for control.
I fight them both for control, a losing battle.
I hate this world, I want out of it.
My plans are long laid, if only I can implement them.
I'm full of noise, the sounds of the grave.
It calls to me, I can't help but listen.
I hear it yet I fight it, I don't want to listen.
I want to live, I want to die, it's all the same.
Pain, it hurts so good, give me more pain.
It helps me focus, keeps me centered, bang goes my head, burn goes my arm.
I am lost, lost and alone, lost inside a world full of people, a dark world full of pain.
The pain is good, the pain is bad, it's all one.
Give me more, more pain to drive me past the edge.
I teeter on that edge, ever closer to falling off.
One misstep and off I go, plunging into darkness, the darkness of the grave.
I am lost, so lost. I cannot find my way through the pain.
It guides me but to where it guides me I don't know.
Shall I fall? Or shall I win? Only the pain knows for sure.
Tears, they flow like water from my eyes.
Tears over what might have been, over what is and what shall be.
Tears over life, over death, over it all.
More tears then I can count. They roll down my cheeks.
Stop, please stop, give me a break, I want no more of this.
No more, can't you hear me? No more.
Please, oh please, no more. No more, please no more.
Let it end. Even if I have to end with it, just let it end.
I can't do this time and again.
Please, I sit here alone and I can't take it.
Please Alice, come on home. I need you, I need something, someone, anyone.
Please help me I'm going over the edge. Death awaits me.
I'm lost without you, I need help. The pain, it's intense.
Yet the pain I inflict cures me, it leads me home, makes me sane.
I am insane, I need that pain. God let there be pain.
