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Warning:
This is about depression and cutting. Do not read if that kind of thing bothers you.

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"Dancing in the Dark"

I've been dancing in the dark for so long
Flirting with the sharp glint of a knife
Waiting for it to press against my skin
Feeling its cold kiss as it bleeds me
The only other touch besides mine

It is a constant battle in my mind
Reasons to live and reasons to die
Impossible dreams and disappointed hopes
The present distractions that fracture and reconstruct
To what end will this longtime struggle cease to torment

Dancing in the dark like a solitary rose in a secret battlefield
The solidified truth that ascended the discarded lies
Like a castle in the sky, I will rise and never meet the demise
That threatens to cut like a blade on my skin

I've been dancing in the dark for so long
Following the shiny glint of the light
Walking towards the warmth of a glow
Reel me in because I'm ready to step forward
The only other dance besides mine