9-28-15 five days clean
They told me not to play with knives.
I was a kid who never asked why.
I grew up, now I wanna die.
I don't trust anyone and I can't lie,
I'm screaming on the inside.
I've got nowhere to run and hide.
I'm panicking inside my mind!
They tell me not to give up as if I haven't tried.
I turn on the radio when I drive
Cause I can't stand the silence consuming me.
I can't stand depression and anxiety.
All my memories feel fucking blurry
Till I grab the blade and they come back in a hurry.

Can I tell you a secret?
I played with the god damned knives.
- (m.m)

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