Haunting memory

How long ago was it?
when no longer could i make the pieces fit?
that is what they would long ago
the date imprinted in my mind i know

and with fallen dreams and a loss of hope
never found was a way in order to cope
in its place: a blade, a razors' edge
with a whisper, a plea, a cutters pledge

Your memory still lingers within
crashing down at times to remind me where i've been
everyone around me knows my story, my tale
for what i did i deserve to go to hell