Cutters Recovery

Just because I quit,
Doesn't mean I don't think about it.
The need,
The urge,
It picks at me until I'm ready to give in.
I've tried so many times,
And completely failed at all of them.
Some day I'll be able to ignore it,
The burning sensation, that is.
It itches when nothing's there.
The skin burns to be sliced.
Screaming at me
"Do it!"
And it knows I'll listen.
For today I win,
But who knows about tomorrow?
There's always a hunger,
That's not happy until it's fed.
Which is why I'll always stay in 
Cutters Recovery.