for you

I realize now that
I've gone too far
With my secret little habit.
40 cuts is a little much
When you don't have
A way to hide it.
But its hard to stop
When I know deep down
I caused you physical pain.
I introduced you to the razor
And taught you the cutting game.
I didn't think much of it
Until you told me you cut.
That one straight line of red
Hit me straight in the gut.
I'm a fucking bastard
For putting you in this place
But I will make it right with you
And wipe the tears from your face.
We'll stop this cycle together
And let the scars be our reminder
That we overcame a difficulty
And became that much stronger.
My friendship with you will stay constant
And only get better from here.
Now we put down our razors
And face our biggest fears.
Hand in hand we'll travel
Back up this slippery slope.
The only things to guide us
Is eachother and growing hope.



"For you, ill be your solider."