A CUTting Desire

You needn’t worry darling

I won’t cut myself

During depressing trying times

I won’t even attempt it

For I am not a cutter.

I won’t relish the pain of repeatedly hurting myself

Repeatedly cutting on thick layers of flesh

It won’t accomplish anything

Other than pain

Pain exists in everyday life

So why would I add more pain?

It would make no sense.

But let me tell you what I’ll do

When things get tough

And facets of life deserts me.

I’ll take a knife

Set it above my vein

And make a single deep cut.

I may have said that I am not a cutter,

What I am though is...

Suicidal.

I. Aim. For. The. Kill.