So once again I'm torn between
That thing I want, what I don't need
But just to be in ecstasy
It's worth it for that one release
And then I hear that voice again
Of guilt and shame and penitence
But I can't trade it for this pen
The only sense, this addiction
My lovely maid of blood and pain
Cures my brain, one harmless blade
Lets my life run from my veins
A habit I can't seem to tame
My skin is crawling, begging me
To just give in and let me bleed
Just hide it, they won't ever see
Temptation willing to believe
Three years, eight months, and fifteen days
But one more time, it's all the same
You know, you don't "recover"
They never make you better
Three years, eight months, and fifteen days
But one more time, it's all the same
Even with a fresh clean slate
A cutter's a cutter, all the same
Truly Most Powerful!
You draw the non cutters in and help them to see just what forces from within it takes to make a cutter, a cutter! To very loosely quote a song from not long ago, This here poem is your diary screaming out loud! Thank you for giving the outside world a bird's eye view of what it is to be at the edge of that knife's blade just as you are contemplating real reasons why you wish to spill your life's liquid force. Writing as you did about your alluring temptation I believe only served to make you a stronger young woman. I recognize your brand of courage and honestly here commend you for it. Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.......
<2
"Two AM & I'm still awake writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd, 'cause these words are my diary SCREAMING OUT LOUD
And I know that you'll use them however you want to..."
~Anna Nalick
One of my favorites =)
"Every Saint Has a Past and Every Sinner Has a Future." ~Oscar Wilde
<3 M.M. Plagmann