The cycle

My face goes numb
as I'm lying on the floor
waiting for my lifeline
to come walking through the door

and my door remains closed
blood is leaking from my nose
when in walks a young lady
in a dress and pantyhoes

she brings me to my feet
and wipes away my blood
and I move to her beat
leaving blood where I once stood

I lean in for the kiss
and my lips meet hers
perfect mental bliss
erasing all my scars

I lean in again
and she turns away
a hug to greet him
and I fall in her wake

I try to help her pain
so she passes it to me
now I'm leaving bloody stains
on my tear soaked sheets

I clutch on to life
now I'm back at the start
what I clutch is a knife
cutting my arm to fix my heart

the cuts speak to me
more than she ever did
as I slowly stop breathing
it is happening again