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Blade
I love the warmth,
That seeps through my body,
when I press you close to me,
It's like I'm disembodied.
I yearn for your touch,
That causes me pain,
A release from reality,
I can no longer contain.
I often wonder,
Why & how do you please me so?
Yes, I love this,
Empty feeling, free flow.
How does it end?
Why can't I stop thinking of you?
You're the worst best thing for me,
How to give you up? I have no clue.
I'm completely convinced,
There is only one way to set you free,
I'm afraid there is no happy ending,
You shall become the death of me.
'Cause I'm addicted to your pain,
Your shinny outer surface,
Your just so sharp headed,
Your cutting edge I embrace.
I no longer feel,
This is my life,
I'm a cutter,
I'm addicted to the knife.
I was able to understand
I was able to understand something I've never personally experienced through each word.
Absolutely beautiful.
"Speak to me in a language I can hear,
Humour me before I have to go"
Agreed. It's so addicting I
Agreed. It's so addicting I don't think it's ever possible to completely stop.
I too was a cutter , still
I too was a cutter , still get the urges to release the pain with cutting .. It releses certain pain , the burn of the blade cutting , the needing to see if you still feel ... Enjoying your writes ...Keep'em coming ....
you laugh at me because I am differant, I laugh at you because You are all the same ...(KoRn) J.D......