Cutting: I’ve got to stop...

Cutting.
I need to stop.
But it keeps going.
Why do I bleed
Eternally.
It never stops.
Even when you think all is good.
Evil is upon.
You look at yourself.
And see the evil
See the bad
Dark side of you.
Of how much pain you been thru
And put others thru with you.
But then you lie on the floor.
Grab the knife,
Stand up
Go into the bathroom
Look at yourself and cry
1 slash
2 slash
No more cries.
Only endless laughs of
Pain.
Loss
And fear.
But you no longer have fear.
You don’t fear others,
They only fear you.
Carry a knife everywhere
You go.
It follows you.
Cutting I’ve got to stop
Before
It gets to
Death
Scared
Of dieing
Yet have no fear
But proof of
Pain
Where do you go...