I fought so hard to get out of this hole Lost so much to make myself whole Given up a lot to give peace to my soul Now it's as if nothing matters anymore
I'm slowly fading back to the abyss, It stares at me and everything seems amiss Confusion blocking my thoughts, Like chains welded to every idea before it forms
Last time i said i would be fine But as i sip from this bottle of white wine Trying to forget , or maybe trying to remember When was the last time i tried leaving this chamber?
I call it my mind but it feels like a cage It traps me inside but now i want to fade, Into the background where i can be free Free from judgment , free from punishment
I look at the table where i put my blade As i fade , i ask myself what it would take To feel better like sunshine on my face To stop running from all my mistakes
The thoughts of killing myself come rushing through my brain I need a release perhaps a distraction from the pain I start cutting and feel numb , i feel nothing but this blade, on my skin and tell myself ,"Let me fade today, fight again another day."
I hade a relapse when i wrote this one , i feel tension everywhere , so i'm back on the blade. But i'm fine.