A year ago Today

A year ago today,
I decided to put that knife to my wrist,
I decided this was the way,
I’d feel as if I’d exist,

Each cut I made was a painful addiction,
Each crimson blood tear, a sorrowful rejection,
Every scar made along my arm,
Every tool I used contaminated with self harm,

A day that seemed to have ruined my life,
Put my life in a different perception,
Abuse, suicide, or maybe a knife,
All lead me to this depression,

A year ago today.

©Samantha Jayne Reed
Wrote on April 15th, 2005