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Saturday, 7 May 2011

slipping, slitting

I feel like I'm forever slipping
Slipping further away from reality
When I feel I'm slipping
The easiest thing is to start slitting.

A cool smooth blade over my skin
Let the blood run
Even though suicide is a sin
It feels so good to let the pain out.

As the blood runs
I feel so much better
I feel free
But ultimately I feel like me.

When my blood's running over my skin
I feel this great release
I feel a change in me
It's the only time I'm anywhere close to happy.

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