Cant Stop Poem by charlotte marie peachey

It's just before the day is dawning
Early on a Sunday morning
I have the urges deep in my soul
On my mind I have only one goal

I look at my arms there is nothing to say….
They scars are there to stay
I see the blade out the corner of my eye
But I cannot understand why

The old feelings have come flooding back
To rip and pull and tare and hack
For the mind to ease and the blood to flow
Can't understand I don't even feel low

I want to blood to run from deep in my wrist
To hit a vein and know I've not missed
Unfortunately, I know no other way.
I must cut. I must burn. I must bleed today.

All the scars on my body show,
The pain and the torture I well know.
I want to be strong. I want to be free
Of the haunting feelings inside of me.

Could it be possible? Is there a hope?
Might I find another way to cope!