It too hard to think...
When you were crying so much that you're shaking...
It too hard to breathe ...
When the pain was everywhere...
So I pray...
I pray to God every single time...
To give me strength...
To give me hope...
But...
It just too hard stop...
I was crying and my body was shaking...
My head was pounding so hard as well as my heart...
Everything was blur from the pain and tears...
So...
I took the razor...
Dragging it across my skin...
Watching the crimson liquid flow down my wrist...
Feeling the pain on my skin...
Suddenly...
I was able to breathe...
My heart beat slow down...
My tears started to stop...
My body slowly stopped to shake...
I realised then...
That this was my high...
I wanted to stopped...
But I can't...
Then...
They said it was stupid of me...
To do such things...
They told me to stop doing it...
It a sin they said...
It so wrong in every way...
But...
If you were in my place...
Would you stopped your own drug...
