The Cut

When it slides through my flesh
as butter
the anguish is released
along with a rush of addicting high
but at what cost is this
to get rid of sorrow,fear,and pain
why don't I just end it here
there may be no light
as the tunnel may continue forever
only to get deeper into the cavity
this will soon become infected
with the tears of my own sorrow
but the control is worth
were the light may never come
always hope for best possibilities
for it could continue to get worse
but always hope for the light to come
as there is always the possibility