Another Way To Release.

Cutting the pain away,
Slicing up my fears.
Crying because of what happened today,
Crying so many salty tears.

Inhaling the smoke,
Breathing it deep.
Trying to find another release,
And trying so hard not to weep.

Lighting a fresh cigarette,
Releasing the pain with each breathe.
My body has become a broken silhouette,
And my soul feels empty, like it's been theft.

Trying so hard to ignore the call of the blade,
Concentrating on releasing my pain in the smoke.
Forcing my pain to fade,
Forcing myelf to hold the tears back.

I have found another way of releasing,
But it's slowly killing me like the knife.
I've started smoking,
And trying to push the blade out of my life.