Dieing Inside Poem by layla joseph

The sweet relief as the blade slices through my wrist
And the blood starts to run down my hand
The tension just melts away
And once again I feel free

For the sweet minutes that the blood runs down my arm
I feel like I may survive after all
The slight pain that reminds me that im alive
Then that longed for numbness

That I think about all day
Long for all the time
But only at night will it come
And only as the blood runs free

Do I feel alive again
Only at these times do I feel like I can cope
And that it doesn’t matter what you do to me
But I will survive

But as wrong as these acts are
As insane they may seem
They are the thing keeping me going
The one thing that makes me stay alive