Crimson Rivers

My life is full of crimson rivers I cannot bear to cross.

The pain to cross these rivers are far worse than the pain I have if they weren't there

This is my addiction and causing these rivers are my escape.

Because without these rivers my life would only be clear salty rivers.

I think I could cross these rivers if you hadn't

left but since you arent here i have to do them alone.

I have been begged to stop but in the end I just end up doing it again.

I glide that blade across my wrist.

causing a brief moment of pain but then relief comes

People have tried to help me cross

but this is something i must overcome on my own

Until the day i jump in and hope I survive