Just one cut

Its just one cut

I think deeply

I see the knife on the table

I pick it up

I hold it against my wrist

It will relieve my pain

I press harder on my wrist

Then i see the blood

I take the knife away

But then i bring it back

Instead of one cut it becomes a lot more

I dont know why i do this

I just cant help it

Its like an addiction

Everytime i get sad or angry

Theres the knife

Then my mind goes blank and I cant think straight

All i can feel is the kinfe against my wrists...