Wanting

Sitting alone in my dark room
Letting myself sit in gloom
Oh how wanting and taunting you are
But I know that would be taking it too far Been clean for several months
Please please let it slide just this once
I know I can't people would see
Maybe then they'd realize how bad I'm getting to be
Oh how wanting and taunting you are
Open wound that would slowly turn into a scar
The blood pouring out of my wrist
You see this story has a twist
You are shiny and sharp
Should just take you to my heart
Be dead and gone in the blink of an eye
But I won't do it, for there is a certain guy
Keeping me up and going everyday
Making my dark black days, turn into a light gray
Oh how wanting and taunting you are
But there is no need to add another scar