Go to sleep, close your eyes
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn
You know the pain they have endured
Silver metal shines so bright
Scarlet blood that feels so right
Dream of that blood trickling down
And waking just before you drown
Moonlight shining off your tears
As you bleed out your worst fears
Tonight when you start to cry
Whisper the cutter’s lullaby:
Hushabye baby, you’re almost dead
You don’t have a pulse and your pillow is red
Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed
Sleep tight with a knife, ‘cause that’s all you need
Rockabye baby, broken and scarred
You didn’t know life would be this hard
Time to end the pain you hid so well
And down you go baby
Straight back to hell
(I did not write this poem... The credit goes to the writer who ever it may be)
