What I Live For

It takes me over,
Control,
Gone.

Willpower,
Able to say “no,”
Gone.

My Life is slipping away,
One cut at a time.

Warmth and comfort with every slice,
A smile forms.

My body has taken over,
My hands no longer listen to me.

The pressure,
The relief,
Such satisfaction.

Puddles form on the floor,
Arms covered with a crimson fluid.

This pain,
Is what I live for.

This addiction,
Keeps me going.

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