Silent Temptation

The cuts on her wrists are her silent screams.
The long sleeves hide the scars. “I’m Fine” is
the biggest lie i could ever say. You make fun
of the ones who do it, your sick. There is something
wrong with people who do the unreasonable. We now
what it is but it’s an addiction. The sharp blade is the
best friend but also the enemy. Once you start you
can’t stop. The temptation is the worst, its not right
but it is still ok. But the blade brings the best out of
us, it breaks us, but that moment of time feels bearable
for that moment. For me I get relief I feel more alive.
How can i not act on the temptation? Its so high and so
real that i now its true. I stop for awhile but then start again.
This is the 5 time digging into my skin. leaving marks that tell
me that i am alive and i awake. It gives me the feeling like i am
free from my self. The blade is in sight or in mind. How can i not resist?
I don’t regret it, but i try to forget it, but the scars tell me that it was real
for me at one point. I believe that the relief is real, and satisfied. Why am i
doing this, when i now it is wrong?