Hear Her Call

The pain she feels is held inside
Holding the knife to her skin as she cries
She's lost in a world dark and cold
Wishing she had someone's hand to hold

As the sun sets and the darkness moves in
She is led into the world of temptation and sin
Fighting to hang on to her very own life
She's unable to put down the sharp, cold knife

Not able to fight temptation much longer
She cuts through her skin wishing she was stronger
She stands up watching her blood fall
Wishing someone would hear her call