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It calms me when I'm angry.
It numbs me when I'm pained.
It helps unjumble my thoughts.
And makes the hurt go away.
The cool blade slicing through my skin.
The warm blood gushing down.
What bad could come of this?
What could possibly go wrong?
So surprised by reality.
So shocked to see.
This obsession has been taking over me.
Controlled my thoughts and words.
Like a drug gone wrong.
Like an experiment failed.
Why am I still doing this?
It'll take away all that I love!
But what shall I do to stop this?
The addiction is too great!
The knife lies in front of me.
My wounded soul cannot wait!
Each day I try, driven by a promise.
I now feel satisfaction as I lie here and suffer.
The knife lies in front of me.
Unbloodied and unused.
I now hate the numbing sensation.
The isolation of insanity.
I lie here in pain, but also in triumph.
For I have won the rough battle.
For I have found myself.