| I am tempted to pick up that razor again, just to make all the pain disappear. My anger is dangerously high, my emotional pain, is very scary. I want to pick up the razor, and cut away my heart's desire's, what's left of the broken hopeless thing, just there, never healing, just being ripped, and torn into smaller and smaller pieces, with no hope of mending ever again. I swear, temptation is not going to take over me, my fists are bloody, and I feel no pain, but I resist the razor, not for you......for myself. I am tempted, but my addiction is farther away, and I will never give in. |
