The more I try to resist the urge,
the more it destroys my sanity.
I cannot put the blade down,
as tears are blurring every line upon my skin,
punishing this ugly heart
with pain it deserves to feel.
Adrenaline kicks in,
making the pain harder to feel,
making this disruptive release
go on all through the night,
and I just hope I can find the strength
to stop before I lose,
because I don't think
that I really want to die.
