11 months clean
And yet
I think about it all the time

The blade…
The relief I felt
The thoughts linger
Longer than the scars

My scars faded
Thats the real trigger
I know I’ll regret it
But yet I still…
Crave it

But i can’t
I shouldn’t
But the thoughts
They still linger

It’s a fight
Yes or no
No…
But that’s the choice
That has to be made