Suicidal Tendencies

Scissors glide across my fingers
Tips of knives so alluring on my skin
Scars of past slices still remain
One day may I join the devil's kin?

Issues of my own fester deep
Tears flow empty of my pain
Bottled emotions to hide it all away
Until later dates filled with blood rain

A shot to the head is oh so appealing
Some days I find pain wondrous
Yet when it consumes I run away so far
Ripping holes between you, I, and us

Black outs as I crawl my way to haven
Serenity is no option of mine
I cry out for death to come upon me
Inside my heart crumbles beyond the lines

Soulless is how it seems
Love is just an illusion meant to confuse
These feelings of remorse ever present
Happiness has always been ruse

Shouldering everyone else's problems
When my own spiral out of control
Thoughts all entangling themselves
There is no sweet escape knoll