Alone With My Knife Alone with my knife Nothing but my own heartbeat and breath To keep my company This is the solitude that I seek Every single day This silence is what I yearn for When nothing else will quiet down I find myself shaking Though not with fear I want pain I’m anxious for the cut I wonder if this will be last Will this be the day I achieve greatness? Pastors will pity me Not that I died But in their eyes I will be in hell They pity and damn me This solitude that consumes all How I love it Give me eternal solitude And silence Alone with my knife Is this the end of me? Yes I think it so