Goodbye

once again I grab the blade
but is this all just a facade,
of something that might be real,
if it is when why is pain the only thing I can feel

my body is covered with scar after scar
sometimes I wonder, have I gone too far?
and then I remember the depression inside
is this another excuse to hide?

but one day I'll go too far
this will be deeper then any other scar
and my heart will stop beating inside my chest
finally I lay, for some permanent rest

so when will I cut for one last time
wondering if it is an accident or crime
is it really the way I'm going to die?
I guess this is time for me to say goodbye.