There's a sickness in my head

Threatening to come out

There has to be a monster in there

Filling my head with doubt


There's got to be a way to end it

I have to get better

I'll take a blade and bleed it out

But first I'll write a letter


To my family I'll always love you

To my friends you are the best

I can feel the voice slipping away

I think I need to rest


Before I close my eyes

I see the blood pour out

The voice is just a whisper

But now I start to doubt


Here's too much blood around me

My intention wasn't to die

I just wanted to feel better

But in my blood I lie


At least the voice is gone

I'm finally at peace

I can feel my eyes close now

And finally I'm released

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