Clara

I Reach For The Knife

My eyes keep betraying me
Signalling my state
My tears they hold me ransom
Demanding to be shed 
My heart it cracks slowly
My strength seeping out
I wonder whether the relief would come for me
If the blood would ease it out
The pain, would it ease?

I reach for the knife 

What stops me is I\'ve nowhere to hide
The scars I\'d leave behind
If I start
Could I stop?
What it would mean
I\'d have lost
Each day my thoughts come forth
They try to drag me down
I fight
I\'ve fought
I\'m losing my strength
It\'s daily this battle
This battle against myself
How can I win when I am both?
I am defender I am destroyer
So how can I lose?
In harmony I must rise
Accept the good and the bad
Each day try to find a little gratitude
Turn my back upon the knife 
For it will not soothe 
It will not ease
If I attack, my blood will run free
I can\'t feed its hunger
For it will devour me...