My blade;my comfort zone

The darkness wells up inside of me.
i cant shake it lose enough to finally be free.
i sit, i write, i draw, i sob.
nothing can get rid of my pain.
temptation lurks just around the corner, i reach for it.
it is there.
i hold it in my hands, it reflects the light and i admire its pure beauty. my prize.
i raise the blade. this is the moment.
the moment of suspense.

i strike and i am free.

free of the pain and the burdens and the pain the world brings upon my soul.
free of the hurt that consumes my entire being.
at last i see the blood.
chill run down my spine.
my world turns upside-down and for once i am happy.