It’s been three weeks since I picked up a knife
And took it to my skin, when I began to slice
With each cut I made, the weaker I felt
And my heart had been filled to the top with guilt
It’s been two weeks since I wanted to die
To just disappear, oh how I wanted to cry
I wanted to lay in my grave and never wake again
But instead I took my feelings down with paper and a pen
It’s been one week since I last had bad thoughts
I’ve been doing what I can to survive, with everything I’ve got
I’ve been revived, I’m living a life
A life where I don’t need to relieve pain with a knife
It’s been two days since my last tear was shed
I haven’t felt drained and wanted to lay in bed
All day and miss out on things I love
Today is the day I say I’ve finally had enough
So I take all my fears and push them aside
I have what it takes, the will to survive
I lead my life, I’m the one in charge
I’m keeping myself sane and away from harm
I keep a promise to myself, one that won’t let me down
For I don’t want to soon end up in the ground
I will be okay, that I know for sure
Finally getting help was the best cure.