Scissors pt 2

Scars slowly fading away

An urge that feels

Impossible to beat

This battle that is a

Constant loss

Butchered skin waiting

Questioning

Will I be whole?

Should these

Wounds be reopened

Blade is a

Poisonous addiction

Maybe I'm not

Sorry

I started

Couldn't help that

Life got out of control

Aided in the beginning

Refused to let it end

It's sad really

Relapse I mean

Three years

Clean

Blade called out to me

Will it ever be over?

Will I ever stop

Scaring my body

Will I ever

Learn how to

Love this person I am or

Will I die trying to

Figure it out?

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