Cut (2 A.M. Poems)
I cut again, and I’m sorry
because I feel like I’ve thrown everything you’ve said to me
down the drain.

I cut again, and I’m sorry
because this means I’ve tainted my slate
...again.

I cut again, and I’m sorry
because it was out of useless anger
and selfishness.

I cut again, and I’m sorry
because I know it’s a sign of weakness,
even though everyone tells me otherwise.

I cut again, and I’m sorry
because I’m destroying my body, my life,
and all of my relationships.

I cut again, and I’m sorry
because I feel like everyone like me, and not just me,
does not deserve to live.

I cut again, and I’m sorry,
but I’m still recovering, I am, so don’t give up on me yet.
Please.

I cut again, and I’m sorry,
but we knew relapse might happen,
especially to those as weak as me.

I cut again, and I’m sorry,
but I can always restart…
can’t I?

I cut again, and I’m sorry,
but this time I will do better.
Again.