Silver blades of solace
Haunt your every move
May you choose the rise?
Or push yourself to fall
I cannot decide for you
See-through tears of pain
Hidden behind your ensemble
Of spikes and chains for strength
Concealing how you feel
And I can't stop crying for you
Pushing away everyone
Only the ones who really care
Replace with more agony
So no one can take your silver blade
And I can't destroy it for you
Painful echoes of doubt
Feeling more than self-pity
More like self-hatred, self-destruction
You've never loved yourself
And I can't make you
Echoes of "don't feel sorry,"
"Don't feel sorry for yourself."
Not realizing how far down you've gone
Unknowing that you're tired of feeling sorry
But I can feel sorry for you
Memories of your innocence
You've denied your right to have
You're still that child who just needs love
But you can't even pray for yourself
And I can't find Spirit for you
Sometimes you fear it's time to go
Somewhere you're so afraid of
But stay for the sake of your loved ones
Holding on to an empty prayer journal
That I can't write in for you
When will you stop believing?
Those malicious lies you tell yourself?
That you don't deserve to be cared about
You avoid the light in fear of the down times
And all I can do is hope for you