
A Half-Written Song for a FriendDo me a favor pleaseA Half-Written Song for a Friend by ~Ryt00nothin
Give me your blade
It does a lot worse in your hand than mine
I promise I'll give it back when I think that you're ready
But never when you're telling me you're fine
You're a blessing and gift but you feel like a stain
You take a blade to your veins
To try bleeding out pain
And the urge to get hurt is an itch you can't scratch
You're getting handed your ass in a shadow boxing match
Please don't tell me
That you're sorry
I want to hear
That you're happy
Give me weapons
Give me worry
Tell me stories
What's your hurry?