That one cut to ease the pain.That one cut to help you gain
the control of your life back.But what happens when the
pain
wins and you can't take the razor to your wrist like you
want to.Were all you can do is sit there and cry because to
do any thing else would hurt even more.Your heart stops and
thoughts end it's just you and your worse enemy alone in a
place filled with so much pain it almost kills you.And it
does it beats your soul until you have nothing left but
bruise and scares.Then who you were sits and dies as you
leave your lifeless body to let some other person nobody
loves that person who leaves the one person that really did
love you and that did care.Hurt and crying.That's the new
person you've just become that enemy is your own self and
your the one that was hurting yourself and every one around
you. but did you even care?You said that your were drunk
but
your drunken words were just your sober thoughts that you
were to afraid of telling her.Now here you are left alone
in
the same dark place and the only person to blame is
yourself.Not her not anybody but now that one person can
leave you and not have to feel bad about it.So was that one
cut all that revealing?