Broken Memory

If only I hadn't lost that razor blade
My life wouldn't be hell today
Knives work the same
But they dont give the right kind of pain
They cut just as clean
Yet the wounds wouldn't be as deep
I wish I was laying dead on the street
Watching my soul as it reaps
Death is a comfort
Life is a pain
So just kill me Jon it wont be in vein
One move and its over
One move and I wont be strong
Just like in our song
Ill be long gone
Nothing to save me
Noone to care
Life is a mystery
But mine is now history
Laying here I ask the demons to sleep with me
As I am now left as a small broken memory