If
I had
never
gone
down
this
pathIt
wouldn’t
hurt
so
much
in the
bath
No Sharps Please
The
cut
on
my
wrist
Has
now
healed
As
I was
told
not
to
pick
it
The
delicate
skin
Is
now
sealed
So
I’ll
try
not
to
nick
it
Again
Bleeding
It feels
like I’ve
been robbedOf the
only love
in my lifeThis pain
runs deep,
she sobbed,As it cuts
through me
like a knife
The Reality
Life goes on,
now I’m alone,
as tears wash
over me
like rain.Time moves on,
as I come undone,
with fear that
I’ll never
love again.
