The Escape

I have just put down the razor
Now I’m looking at my wrist
Looking at the open wound
The slit I did myself
I’m feeling my arm pounding
I can see my wrist becoming red and swollen at the exact spot
I can see the blood in the thin opening at my wrist
I can feel the pain in my heart
The pain in my soul
Getting released
Following the blood, down to my wrist
But only for a few seconds
And then it’s back
Back in my heart
Back in my soul
Cause it will never escape for good
But those few seconds
The seconds with burning pain in my wrist
The seconds with blood seeming unstoppable
The seconds with fear of getting caught
Those seconds are all worth it
These are seconds that my heart and soul feels free
These are seconds that my heart and soul feels light
The seconds that the pain can’t be felt in my heart and my soul
But when the seconds are over
The pain is back
And my emotional nightmare starts once again