MENTAL CONFLICT

I can see the blood in my mind and feel the blade drag across my skin
This memory haunts me always calling me back for more

My hands are shaking...why wont they stop

I feel the blade inside my mind as it tare open my skin...the hope of comfort pulls me in
This feels so real...so right as if its fate... I should take my life tonight

The tears run down my cheek...I am about to relapse into my condition

My mind is racing...slipping into wonder I can not break this spell im under
I reach for my blade and reality sets in

Fight it...don't give in...don't let this evil addiction win

I press the blade against my skin...if only they had seen how hard life had been
I need the release that only death can give

Feel the rush another way...fight this fight just one more day

My silent tears turn to loud sobs...I am to weak to not give into my fears
There is no other way no way I can stay

There is nothing else to say...I am ending my life...things will be better that way

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