The cut on my wrist hurts,
The heart behind my ribs hurts,
The soul inside this body hurts,
Everything just hurts.
Make it stop.
Pull me in your arms and promise I'll be okay.
Kiss my forehead,
Listen to my heartbeat,
Sleep next to me,
And make it okay,
I'm begging.
Give me strength for I am week,
Just be what I need you to be
Because I don't plan to stand by myself,
Not always, not yet.
The cut on my wrist hurts,
The heart behind my ribs hurts,
The soul inside this body hurts,
Everything just hurts.
Make it stop please.