Not Getting Any Better
Burn it! Cut it! Slice it! Bleed it!
That’s all you’ve ever done!
Attached to that blade like you need it,
And your life whittles down to gone.
So much for getting past it!
You can’t even abandon masochism!
I hope one day you’re over it
That blade became your prison,
and longs for executioner. Don’t let it!
Act as if your life matters to you!
Cross a new bridge and burn it.
Don’t ever go back to the life you knew.
You want respect? Earn it!