The sweet kiss of Life
It’s refreshing in a way….
That first bite when the blade kisses flesh.
That sharp pain/pleasure of drawing
Steel through yet another piece of me.
For a moment, I cannot feel.
The hurt, the anger, the pain.
And then…..in a heartbeat or two,
Fresh feeling comes flooding through me.
Shaken to my core,
I finish the motion I have begun.
And feel that sweet kiss of steel,
Leave its lasting breath upon my skin.
Like a bit of air that is new and never used,
I FEEL again. If only for a moment….
A minute, an hour,
And then I look at what I have done and sigh.
And keep the wet stuff off the floor.
This bit of unused life.
This spoon or two of unused me.
And I know that I won’t be back here soon.
This is the last time.
I promise. I swear.