a cut to my ♥

<font face=tahoma size=2 color=purple> June 19 2005 the small pointy blade held to my skin once more what i thought had finally stopped had come knocking back on my door and life seems like it was before the small rush i got upon re-stumbling on my old high my old way of life catching up on me as i hold my wrist tonight and just lie life is as it was then, but didnt i try? try to make a new start to stop the pain inside to no longer be that girl with the need to cut the one who had no need to hide to curl up within her lonely soul n wish to have died i thought i was no longer her that i had finally gone past that part i guess i was wrong cause im here with my old blade, back at the start and each cut i make, is one to my heart.