Thursday, March 14, 2013

Kiss Of The Blade

One more kiss of the blade;
I swear this time's the last.
I was doing so well,
now I've slipped back to my past.

One more tiny cut,
just to erase the pain.
Who am I kidding?
I know I'll do it again.

One more drop of blood;
a tear falls down my cheek.
I don't know what happened.
How did I become so weak?

I thought that I was past this,
thought I'd made it through.
I'm running out of excuses,
for now I'll just blame you

You made me hate myself,
you made me pick up the tool,
you brought back my self-loathing,
you made me look like a fool.

I know that I'm fucked up,
I know that I need help,
I know I'll never stop;
I can't quit by myself.

One more slice of the skin,
another day in long sleeves.
Nobody thinks anything of it,
I'll be screwed when Winter leaves.

One more kiss of the blade,
another ugly scar;
self inflicted open wound,
one day I'll go too far.

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