I crave my blade,
As I sit right here and think.
My life is so confusing,
My love life is all a bad link.

I cant think straight,
My blade is right there waiting.
Beside me so tempting,
I rock back and forth to try & stop my craving.

I cant help myself,
I enjoy all the pain.
It makes me feel like I've accomplished something,
Like the sun after all the rain.

I feel as though Im trapped,
In a world full of sins.
In this war,
I always fail to win.

I hurt inside,
Almost all the time.
As my heart has been ripped apart,
This should be a major crime.

I decide to try and kill this craving,
All I can think of is my friends.
And how I should talk to them,
Because they will be with me until it ends.

I still want my blade,
As I see it there with tempts.
It calls out for me,
But I push it away and wince.

I reach for it one more time,
But my life is holding me back.
If that blade touches my wrists,
My friends would kill me instead, and say that Im on crack.

I bite my nails and wish,
This craving would go away.
But I dont think its leaving,
I think its here to stay.

I reach out once more,
And I finally grab the blade.
And tell a few more stories on my wrist,
And then all at once my craving fades.

I know I shouldnt do it,
But I couldnt help myself.
The craves dont go away,
Till love cuts me - me and myself.

Love Bites.

 
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