Repeat Of Yesterday ( cutting )

The tears are falling
I lock the door
Everyday the temptation becomes more and more
I open the cabinet
To the place I know so well
The reason that my wrist sometimes swell
Trying to wipe my tears
With my unsteady hands
Shaking uncontrollably
Thinking " No I can't!"
I grab the razor
And sit down on the floor
I'm persuading myself more and more
"I can do it, just this once, and they'll I'll take it month by month, No, day by day. I can't continue to live my life this way!"
I press the razor against my wrist
And then little by little I begin to slit
I can't go on at a slow ,calm pace
My heart then begins to race
I close my eyes
And dig deep in
Against the razor,
I never win.
I wash my face,
And rinse my wrist.
"Tonight, is the last night, I'll every do this."
The next morning I awake
Pretending everything is OK
And then have another repeat of yesterday...

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