Inside I am dead

I still hide in shadows
Thoughts locked away
Razor has been put away
High on a shelf with dried blood
The scars start to fade away
As I try to find my way

In the shadow still
I fear the light
Can't help but wonder
If I'm done with my fight
So tempting to make a tiny nick
Just to see the blood flow again
Am I strong enough to resist
Or will I have another bloody wrist ?

Lingering in shadows
I'm pale from hiding in the dark
Can't help but wonder
If I'll be burnt to a cinder

In the shadows
I'm alone
Starving for love
Everything's a lie
I'me hiding still... in the shadows

Orchidée noire