Apologies at Knifepoint

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Forgive me for everything,

I'm sorry I was even a part of your life,

I fucked up everything and now,

All that's left to me are my tears,

And memories of mistakes.

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Thank God for my wrists,

And how they remind me

That I'm still alive,

One pulse and one beat at a time,

Pumping more blood to the outside.

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I'm sorry to you too,

I just burdened you with my problems,

And expected you to always be there,

But I should have known better,

My love always pours out for nothing.

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Thank God for my wrists,

And the pain that they bring,

Reminding me that I'm not dead,

And that I still have a chance to apologize,

For all the pain I've caused.

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Why should anyone care

About me or what I do

Because all I do to those that care,

Is hurt them unintentionally

And cause them to push me away.

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Thank God for my blood,

It warms me when nothing else does,

And stains the ground where I stand,

Showing what is inside me.

Blood and pain.