• The knife is right there staying still.
    Just in an arms reach.
    I wonder if I should or not.
    Then I think of my life,
    How wonderful it is,
    Even with the flaws.
    All the people who love and care for me.
    The promises that I made,
    Not to do this.
    I wont for the sake of my friends.
    If I ever need to then I wont forget that the knife is at arms reach.