10-21-01

~The Urge~

The razor slips,
Was it meant this time?
The addiction is back,
Thought gone for good.
The pains are here.
The urge is clear.
It has been so long,
But it feels so strong.
One day, one night.
A time of fright.
I beg and cry,
And plea to die.
The worries that plague,
This and every day.
My heart sinks deep,
My promise I couldn’t keep.
To dig in skin,
A fear within.
I thought I would win,
But it’s the urge, my sin.