Self Harm

A tear spills down my cheek
And I'm too shocked to even speak
The anger inside me rises some more
As I rush towards the door

To you it was a simple joke;
Those foul words that you spoke
But when I curse you for what you did
You'll soon see that I want rid

Sat at home I cry some more
Throwing myself at the floor
Punching the walls as I take out my pain
Cursing and spitting at your name

You will regret it
After this raging fit
But now the temptation is too much
And the blade is about to touch.