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With A Knife

When the darkness starts to take hold of your heart.

I raked my skin with a knife today,
But only with the tip.
I wanted to know what it felt like,
To lightly drag it across my skin.

I raked my skin with a knife today,
The pain in my heart grew too much.
Physical pain was easier to deal with,
Than the emotional turmoil I felt.

So I raked a knife against my skin today,
They only pushed me to it.
They never considered my thoughts,
How I feel was irrelevant.

So I raked a knife against my skin today,
I normally used my nails.
I dragged them down across my face,
Wishing it would peel off.

I raked my skin with a knife today,
Felt the pressure until it hurt.
My tears blinded me,
But the point kept me alert.

I raked my skin with a knife today,
Because I had enough.
This life was pure bullshit,
I thought there’s nothing left.

So I raked a knife against my skin today,
To rid myself of the lies.
My heart was scarred more than ever,
But not by any knife.

So I raked a knife against my skin today,
I imagined it for years.
Gracefully gliding against my skin,
Or ramming it through my hand.

I raked my skin with a knife today,
Your eyes were open, but not your ears.
My arms were shaking. My heart was breaking,
Sooner or later, I’ll be gone.
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