Slice and Dice

Slicing and dicing, he cuts deeper and deeper,

seeing just one drop of blood makes him happy.

Crying and shaking, he raises the knife,

wishing for the courage to take his own life.

Pushing harder on the blade, trying to die,

he often just sits and wonders why

Crying and trying to die

all he really needs is one caring friend.

Depressed all the time for reasons unknown to himself,

wishing all the pain would just go disappear.

Trying to be happy and funny is hard for him,

even when doing things he once did enjoy.

No courage to actually kill himself,

just cutting makes him feel better.

Wishing he could die, not knowing why,

Crying and shaking, he raises the knife,

wishing for the courage to take his own life...