How much pain can one take?
Before you give in to the hurt.
I feel the Knife tearing at my skin
But never breaking its limits
My mind a mess
Asking questions that should never be asked
The Steel tip running freely now
Smiling as it glides deeper into me
I close my eyes
As I feel the world releasing its grip on me
The Blade quivering
As the once cold metal is now warm to the touch
For just one moment I'm free
And I can feel myself breath again
Free from the Hurt…