Daydreaming

Trapped in my own mind,
trying to escape reality,
day-dreaming; my head in the clouds.

This is where I want to be.

I’ll stop a minute; take a look.
I smile softly; I know what I’m doing.
That little voice inside my head, niggling away in my mind,
‘It’s okay you’re almost there; no one can hurt you anymore’
I close my eyes, I feel numb; nothing can break me.
Breathe in deep, shed a tear and raise the blade.
My breath hitches.
I cut.
I bleed.
It stops.
The pain stops.

And then there’s you.
There’s always you.