Is It Really Worth It
Is it really worth it
To watch the blood drip from the tip of the razor blade
That now sits still on the bathroom counter
To see it covered in a familiar red liquid
And know that the liquid is yours
Is is actually worth it to see the open wound on your wrist
After so many painful memories come rushing back to you
To be reminded of all the sorrow and depressing moments you went through
And feel the blood oozing from the cut and the pulsing of the skin
Why must we pick up the blades and dig them deep
Deep, deep into our souls and know that soon we will be forgotten
And hope that we could have had something better if only we tried
But at the last moment realize we had everything that we wanted
And hoped maybe the soul will repair the wound before it is too late
Is it too much to ask for just one bottle of pills
So we can have our last high before our time is up
Or do we have to earn it in some hysterical way
In which there is no way possible
What would we go through to get that high
Would we give up those that we love
Or let those you don't even know suffer
Just so we could feel for the last time
The world spinning out of control
Is it really worth it
For a little pain and suffering
To choke down every pill
Or drown every blade
Just so we could feel pain
To watch the blood drip from the tip of the razor blade
That now sits still on the bathroom counter
To see it covered in a familiar red liquid
And know that the liquid is yours
Is is actually worth it to see the open wound on your wrist
After so many painful memories come rushing back to you
To be reminded of all the sorrow and depressing moments you went through
And feel the blood oozing from the cut and the pulsing of the skin
Why must we pick up the blades and dig them deep
Deep, deep into our souls and know that soon we will be forgotten
And hope that we could have had something better if only we tried
But at the last moment realize we had everything that we wanted
And hoped maybe the soul will repair the wound before it is too late
Is it too much to ask for just one bottle of pills
So we can have our last high before our time is up
Or do we have to earn it in some hysterical way
In which there is no way possible
What would we go through to get that high
Would we give up those that we love
Or let those you don't even know suffer
Just so we could feel for the last time
The world spinning out of control
Is it really worth it
For a little pain and suffering
To choke down every pill
Or drown every blade
Just so we could feel pain