Memories Vs Knife

I cannot see
My third eye is blurry
And the visions clear.
Tickle sensation
Although, below the belt
I feel 5 year previous -
My cruel mind devious.
Intended fear,
Shake, quiver, sudden moves
I feel he is near.
A rush to embrace her
My mind plays tricks
His features transfix...
BOO!
This is reality!
An instant voice
A savior, but no -
Minds work 24 hours -
And I find myself
Running into razors.
And there I lay,
With a new dawn breaking
A "Why, hello there!"
From best friend, Blade.
I realize, my biggest problem
Is not to fight inside my mind
But fight the tests it begs me -
Not to hold down memories,
But the temptation of a knife...