Coping

The deeper I go,
The better I feel,
Bleeding on the floor,
Skin like a broken seal,

I know its wrong,
But it feels so good,
I can't help it,
I’m so addicted to this pain,

Dragging the knife,
Through my skin,
Feeling the metal,
From within,

I hope one day,
I’ll be able to stop,
But for know it’s the only way,
I know how to cope.

© Samantha Jayne Reed
Wrote on October 13th, 2004