Tearing Addiction

By Count Von Bloodletter

I was once there before
Accept I was worse
I remember the curse
Of cutting myself open
When inside I felt
As though I was broken
I put pins through my arms
Clips through my wrists
Words in my skin
Because of the way
I thought I felt within
I distracted my mental emotion
With a physical adrenaline
Caused by the cutting
I put in the flesh
I even had favorites
Cuts that were best
I know how it feels
I know how rarely
It later heals
Take the words
From this victim
I know what becomes
Of the cutting addiction
To distract yourself
From what you need to see
To kill of the part of you
That you need to be
I stopped because I saw inside
How much it hurt the ones
Who cared about me
It didn't just hurt me
It didn't just distract me
From those pains I hate
It was destroying them
My friendships
Everyone who cared
Were about to leave
Because to them
They could not grieve
For I was dying
I was dead
I had a constant nightmare
Playing in my head
That they all watched
And they could not bare
To continue to care
And watch me kill myself
Put down the knife
Because I know what it creates
It will only cause a scar
Haunting you with all your hates
It will take away your parents
It will kill off all your friends
It will slay your only lover
All over your little addiction
That you claim has no cure
Stop the feud with yourself
Accept life when it gets worse
Because it can only get so bad
Before it must get better
So quit before your are alone
And forced to either die
Or end it on your own.