There's This Problem

Poem

Content: includes themes of self‑harm

There’s this problem
The blame
Cold urge to numb shame
Cut shallow—wish deep
Hush hurt to sleep

There’s this problem
I mistake
One last breath to take
Slice thin—weep red
To black coffin wed

There’s this problem
The choice
To obey the voice?
Kill slow—rage gentle
All think me mental

There’s this problem
To resist
Flow of steel over wrist
Lower blade, endure hate
Soul pain shadow fate

There’s this problem
A decision
Stop incision?
Hold regret, soothe heart
Give self a fresh start  

There’s this problem
The rope
Choke death with hope
Free the past, be here
Journey far from fear

There’s no problem
The way
How to live each day
Show love, stay kind
Troubled mind unwind