Not for long

Your grip tightens on the knife
desion time death or life?
gliding it swiftly over your flesh
blood cascades in to a sticky mess
the wounds are open once again
you sink back into the familiar pain
watching your problems seep out of your arm
starting to feel relaxed and calm
it only lasts a minute or two
then old feeling creep up on you
now they need cleening and dressing
gotta be quick no time for messing
all better now at least for today
tomorrow comes and back to the same way