When its all said and done
You remember the reason why
You go grab that little box
The sight of silver brings back memories
Memories that return with hate
You close your door ,
You sit in the corner of your room
And you begin
Letting the pain drain from your wrist
The satisfaction of released anger
And self hate
When reality comes back
You realize 100 days clean has gone down the drain
And its going to be a while before you get to that goal again
And in that moment you realized that you have ...
Relapsed
~KiyaDior
