Temporary Plight

Life just seems so complicated
always dazed and confused
I don't know if I'm in love
or if I'm just getting used

don't know who truly cares
don't know where they've been
don't know where the sadness ends
and where my life begins

I sought safety in the bathroom
I slammed the door shut tight
didn't care who I woke
at 3am.. the middle of the night

I just needed somewhere quiet
some place where I could breathe
I'm basically under house arrest
it's not like I could leave

I looked into the mirror
opened up one of the droors
looked at all the scattered objects
didn't seem like me anymore

I looked around the room and out the window
no one was around
my cell phone ringing in the corner
my music playing loud

I know that it serves no purpose
I know that it's not worth it
but how could I pass this up
this moment seemed so perfect

I pulled out a razor
not intended for a shave
but to place the blame upon myself
to cause myself more pain

but at least this I could control
where it stops and then it starts
I put it to my skin softly
"you know this is not smart.."

I began applying pressure
but then suddenly let go
it never gets this bad
at least this much I know

life will soon get better
this is just a bad night
so I lived to write this poem
about my temporary plight