The little crimson dancers,
Dancing down my arm.
Can something so beautiful
Really cause me so much harm?

The little silver blade.
Seems to bring me so much peace.
But it is Satan in disguise,
that allows me this false release.

The little aqua pill,
That I take once a day.
Does not help me to be stronger,
But instead only dulls the pain.

The FATHER that loves me,
will never let go of my hand.
And keeping this in mind,
I'll live happier in this sinful land.