Here I go again, lost in my mind,
The blade sings a siren's song so kind.
I thought I could fight though I was blind,
The pain inside too much to unwind.
Red rivers flowing, wounds undefined,
The scars and shame so hard to decline.
Relapsed again, a trap I can't unwind.
I wish for peace, but peace I cannot find.
The darkness surrounds, a constant bind.
My thoughts, a maze, with no way to align.
I've relapsed,
Again.
My soul, a fire, dying to reignite.
But the addiction, a monster I cannot fight.
Stuck in this endless cave, unable to see any light.
I beg for strength, to resist the urge,
To break free from this cycle, my soul to purge.
I'm trapped...
A cycle of pain and despair,
Every time, thinking it's the last affair.
But here I am again, with wounds to repair,
With a constant battle, this isn't fair.
I yearn for hope, for a new beginning,
To break free from the cycle that won't stop spinning.
To find a way out of this mental prison.
Scars reappear, fresh and red,
Tears fall, emotions unsaid.
The blade calls me back again,
A cycle I can't seem to end.
Scars speak of my pain,
Blood flows down my vein,
I thought I had left this dark scene,
But the trigger reigns supreme,
My willpower so weak,
Back to cutting, I sneak,
I've relapsed,
Again.
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My attempts at poetry....
PoetryMy attempts at poetry Are met with blank stares As I struggle to convey Emotions and thoughts with care Rhyme schemes and syllables I twist and I bind Hoping one day to find The perfect words to unwind
