Relapse

Sitting in the darkness alone and afraid
The essence of duct tape glue still bound to her skin
Fast breaths and the worst intentions on her mind
Searching for what will stop this madness
Where could they be?
She knows their here..
All of a sudden,
Cold metal upon her frantic fingertips, sends an energy wave of anticipation through her shaking body

Time to let it all out
Time to release it all
Get a firm grip on the blade
You don't wanna fuck this up like everything else says her unstable mind
Close your eyes and take a deep breath
Here it comes
Get ready now
The tip of the blade just breaks her shivering pale skin,
As she drags it across her broken dislocated wrist
The blade goes deeper and deeper
As more cuts are carved into her scar'd flesh

The sound of the metal hitting the floor
As crimson regret flows to the surface, pouring out of the incisions
Lay down .. with your back on the cold wooden floor says her somewhat stabilized mind
It wont be long now....