My Knife

by **   Jun 7, 2005


I gasp as I feel that exciting rush of pain
In my wrist again
I love my knife;it has become my best friend
I like this pain
It's an adrenaline rush
It's a release from reality
When it all becomes too much
Some even say that it's a plea for help or attention...
But how can I be looking for attention when I do it in private?

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