No more.
No more worries of
Infection or scars
(Except for that piece deep down).
No more.
No more hiding
Or shame
(Except for that piece deep down).
No more cuts, bruises, or burns
(Except for that piece deep down that fears this all to come back).
And i can feel it inside me.
The fear.
The throbbing in my veins.
The need to release my pain and anger.
No more.
No more blades,
For mommy found them and took them away
(Except for that piece deep down that knows where to find more).
No more?
That's just a hope.
A silly dream.
There is always more.
