Testo Makyo

I can't just walk away-
I know that there's a better answer.
A better way than this.
But the Devil's playing games
And the razor blade is begging me to listen to my wrists:

"Just let go. Just let go.
Take the vein and I will take your pain. Just let go. Just let go.
You're not meant for this world.
I was meant to take you away."

My will is weak.
And my hands tremble.
I take the razor and I say,
"Not Today. Not Today."
"Open up and bleed or there'll be hell to pay."
"Not today. Not today. In some future I may falter. Not today."

So, here we stand at this familiar impasse.
It's you and me, motherfucker.
It's just you and me.
Just you and me. Just you and me. I gather up my strength and touch the ground.
Feet don't fail me now.

"See me. Hear me."
I don't need you to take my pain
"See me. Hear me."
I open up and bleed in a different way
"See me. Hear me."
I won't give voice to delusion
I AM.