The bliss,
the feel,
the burning of my pain,
slowly slips away.

When the feel,
of the thin cold steel,
makes the warmth,
escape my skin.

Hate.
Anger.
Sadness.
Irritation.

All subsides,
when I am set free,
my emotions,
are no longer with me.

It is addicting,
I enjoy this pain,
but I ask myself,
what do I gain?

Nothing,
but more pain,
hate from others,
fear for self.

I lose,
all hope,
but to me,
there was never any.

Again alone,
in my room,
tears rolling,
nothing changed.

I pray,
for the cure,
and found it,
inside myself.

 
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