This need, this want,
everything inside.
A past, my present,
it is all mine.

The spiral, the circle,
falling within.
Escape, escape,
the place I'm in.

It's so easy right now,
to just go back.
Give into the needs,
the confidence I lack.

To destroy completely,
a years work so far.
I've been clean, but,
it's getting harder and harder.

The blade, the skin,
sometimes just seem one.
So easy to go back,
the battle is never won.

When stress builds up,
when life gets hard.
It's three steps back.
and only one forward.

It's easy, it's simple,
I want to be free...
but giving in is simple,
like one...
two...
three....