What The Blade Left x2

(I see those scars)

(All over you)

(Life’s rough)

(I know your mind hurts too)

I see the scars left on you, I realize your mind hurts

too.

Life is tough but you gotta get through.

Take my hand and I won’t let go of you.

Girl I see what the blade left, don’t have to take a second guess.

The look on your face explains the rest.

Inflecting yourself because all you want is death.☠️

Hurting yourself because your life’s a wreck.

I know your pain because I used to do it with cigarettes and whatever pain will still lie ahead.

I know what the blade left.

Emotional scars with increasing depth.

Cursed from your past It will never ever last because the pain will come back and give you an anxiety attack.

Then the cuts will start being inflicted faster.

Down for results and across to last longer.

You’ll bleed fast from your intentions.

Please tell me it wasnt for attention.

Seen it in the past and my own reflection.

Seeing those scars will give me a reaction.

Put the blade down and rethink about what you’re doing to yourself.

Cuts may not hurt but I know love does.

Rather a cut or my dying hug?🤗

This is about hurting yourself and not the drugs.

I saw what the blade left.

It’s putting hole’s right through my chest.

Not selfish it’s just hurts to death to watch you hurt yourself to feel blessed.🥲

I’ve dealt with it for years but there’s no wiping your tears and that’s my worst fear.😰

But I forgot she don’t even fucking want me here.

I thought I could heal you.

I thought I could fix you.

Maybe help your pain too and put on some blue clues.

I don’t know what else to do.

I can’t think of something new.

What has this world come to for people to cut themselves just to get through.

Why is it so cruel? Why is it so cruel?

I am not a fool but if I die then that’s the rules.

I know you all can make it on without me.

I’ll be watching over all you, please don’t worry.

I’ll always be in your hearts even if I’m a love scar.

Don’t be depressed drinking at the bar then drive home drunk an hit another car.

Don’t need a body skidding on the tar.

I see what the blade left.

Honestly you gotta give it a rest.

I’ll put the pills down if you put the blade down. But when I’m gone then one of my finals wishes will be for you to never pick the blade up again.

But I feel like I’d have to be here till the end.

Just to keep track of all my friends and close ones.

Remember all those times we got lost in all the fun.

Too imagine your the Face I’d scream at “WE’RE DONE!”

Just don’t hurt yourself because what we had is gone.

Whether it’s something or someone, Angry or completely numb.

Don’t do anything dumb like cut or burn yourself until numb.

So please put the blade down.

Please Put the blade down.