Torn Apart

I’m all alone in the dark,
Thinking that this blade it sharp,
slowly and clearly it enters my vains,
showing no pain.

My face is ghostly white,
But the color of red,
covers my arms, and runs down my hands
theres nothing i can do,
ive caused way to much harm,

And with the last heart beat,
I slowly think of only promises,
sworn to keep
but instead, you went behind my back and called me a creep,
So with all that divostion i promised myself,
Now I’m showing you what happens when some one is torn apart.