Slipping

it's easy for you, you don't feel my pain
you say that your hurting, but i'm driven insane
each time i think it, it makes me feel sick
why can't my death be, painless and quick
i'm holding on tight, i don't want to go
but you've let me slip, you don't want to know
i'm scared of myself, each bruise and each scar
i don't understand how it's gotten this far
i don't know myself, i'm lost in my head
i pray that one morning i'll wake up dead
there'll be no more pain, there'll be no more fear
there'll be no more anything, i won't shed a tear
i'm tired of fighting, i'm tired of life
to banish my pain, i pick up a knife