Voices echoing in my head I don’t listen
I distract myself from letting them get to me
I have fought so hard to get to a place of peace
No more cutting; no more bleeding; no more tears
But the voices miss the rush of the crimson colored drops rolling down my arm
They remind me how the world would stop as I breathed in the sensation of the pain
How I would feel alive like I was reborn
It took me away from the pain and for a minute I felt safe
There are days where I am so close to craving the smell of blood the adrenaline rush my body feels
But I know better half the battle is fighting these temptations
So another day I ignore the screams of my voices and maybe one day it will stop