Cutting is a soul-enhancing luxury I pine for
I don't even have time for it

Never mind loving

Love barely registers as a flicker across my dulled mind

I have to wake up into myself before I can love

So I will cut instead

I will cut and tear the walls of my deadened world

Until light bites its way through, I will remember the freedom of laughter and dancing

Teach me to breathe

And only then will I be able to love