I really have the erge to cut now...I don't know why...I wonder where Skye went? Damn it...did I chase him away, too? Maybe I am supposed to be alone...I'm sorry, Skye. I could never love you the way you need to be loved. I am a failure... Help me find my sweet suicide...Kari My wounds cries for the grave My soul cried for deliverance Will I be denied Christ Tourniquet My suicide...