One More Time...

Touchy subject. Yep. I do it, and for me, this is true.

Eagerness mixed with depression follow
My senseless need to be completely hallow.
The need burning like fire through one main vein.
Whispering at my agonized, suppressing brain;
One more Time, it won't hurt...
Harden your veins like gold once more.
One more Time, let the razor flirt
With your pale little wrist on this
Blue and sticking vein. Go Insane.
Come on now...You can't settle this score.


When my day has been the worst...
And the Depression has been building...
My insanity whispers to me softly;
One more Time, it can't hurt.
Bring out the person that you've been sheilding.
Collapsed the fact that you're still healing.
One more Time, no more flirts.
And I obey...pitifully found with no choice.
I cannot stand up against my own voice.


But what I know is utterly depressing:
It's never just one more time.
It's slit by slit, adding up to ten.
Slit by slit, adding to maybe more.
Pain ringing high and clear...
No more needs to shed a tear.
This, I think, is my only way to shed my fears.
It's never just one, it goes to more.
I'm in debt of my wrist, never will I settle a score.


One More Time
Leads To Ten More
Please Help Me...
I Can't Stop By Myself.
Because It's Never Just
One Time.
 

Author's Note

Enjoy? Don't? Feel the pain? Whatever...

Reviews

[deeps]

Such a amazing write, so full of feelings, very well expressed.