A Single Blade

About my experience as a cutter. I now write instead.

A Single Blade

In the deepest chasm of my soul
There deforms a force so bold
All rationale is scattered to the wind
As pain again befriends

Boiling to the surface
Darkness replaces
The light of truth
Shadowed in darkest hues.

Action becomes reality
Tools to find peace in me
Cold
Hard
Coursing pain
Comes together in a single blade

Sting...
The slice, it's not that deep
A little more,
Oh... the ecstasy...
To feel...
To know...
The flagrant need...
I am still alive...
To bleed...
To see...
There is yet life inside of me.

Deeper...
The gash it goes
Breathing faster
My body reposed
A sense of erotic power in this foe
The flagrant need
Almost hypnotic
The sensation knows.

Sting...
The slice is very deep
A little more,
Oh... the ecstasy...
To feel...
To know...
I am still alive...
To bleed...
To see...
There is yet life inside.