Summon Upon A Blade

I'm thinking about my life,
and my memories start to fade.
I reach into my pocket and I summon upon a blade.
I press it to my arm,
And I make one dash down.
My arm starts to bleed and I fall to the ground.
I get back up and I aid it with a cloth.
My minde is now clear,
My pain is now gone.
I put the blade back and I go on my way.
With my blade in my pocket waiting for another day.