Cutting, The Addiction Poem by Haley Blake

It just started out as one little scratch
I never knew i would become this attached
I just did it without a second thought
Knowing I would never get caught

I knew people became attached
But i was too smart, i thought, and it was only a scratch
Soon though the cuts i made started to bleed
And the hunger for pain, i had to feed

Then that night i felt so bad
I pushed the knife with all of the might i had
I felt the pain pour out to the floor
I never thought i would want so much more

I became depressed and did not care
My friends didn't know my pain was too much to bare
And when they were in bed
I was loosing a battle in my head

I was ready to give up
I was tired of trying to scream for help
I wanted to die, one slit down a vain
One final act to end the pain

I almost did, i almost died
But instead i just sat there and cried
Now i'm trying to fight for my life
At times i want to end it with a knife

I'm fighting this day to day
And i know i have myself to blame
I thought I wouldn't get attached
But truth is it does all start with a scratch