Frei sein...
It's one of those nights where I can't sleep
I'm starring @ my fucking bedroom wall
and think about what might end my pain in my heart
I know there's one solution
It's quite easy to take out my little razorblade
and cut me until I soothed the pain
But this solution is only momentarily
Talking doesn't help either
So I just keep lying here
Starring @ the wall
I know I would hate myself when I cut again
So I stay put
I won't open my closet and fetch the little silver blade
I just wish I wasn't bound to my word
I promised not to cut
And I have to keep my promise
Or my friend will get sad again
But I'm sad too
And I don't know what to do
So...somebody please help me...
© S. Rabe
03.08.2006 2.40 Uhr
