That one cut

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?