A sick kind of temptation

The rush of feeling I get
As I think of the blade in my room
Thinking of how it feels
The cold.... Sharp metal
Slashing through my skin
Dark red blood dripping from my fingertips
Letting all my thoughts go
Deciding how deep I go?
A lot or a little?
This sick temptation is great
I love feeling the rush I get
As the blade comes slashing through
There's to much blood
The smell is to much
As I start to black out
I know this temptation is great