I Still Hold The Tips

I need to find a way out
Still stuck in my thoughts
Bereft of freedom, I’m crying out
There’s not other heart
Death is the only way out

I talk to my mind, friends
It tells me: Get it over with!
The end is in your hands
Disappearing on the blade tip
Or in the loop of a rope, hanged

I still holds the tips
That keep me alive
No strength to keep me free
Stuck inside my bleak eyes

I try to stay awake
Watching my light go out
I want to see everything give way
While they fall down
Can I stay?

Exposed blood, relief
I'm out of control beyond sadness
Nothing makes us believe
That the world is happiness
These are my eyes, still bleak

I still holds the tips
That keep me alive
No strength to keep me free
Stuck inside my bleak eyes