I slit my wrists
To feel the pain
Because pain
Means I’m alive
And if I’m alive
I can’t be dead
Because if I’m dead
Then I’ve lost my fight
And if I loose my fight
My effort was all in vain
And if my effort was in vain
Then why did I ever try
But if I don’t try
I’ll never win the fight
The fight I wage
Against my mind
Because my mind
Is a formidable foe
It tricks me
And abuses me
And sometimes
I can’t withstand it
But I know I’m strong
Though I don’t always
Appear to be strong
Or in control
I can outsmart myself
And triumph over myself
Because in this battle
I am my own enemy
And I hate it
With a passion
But I keep going
Even when I’m weak
But weakness
Is a wake-up call
Telling me to get up
And keep fighting
So I make my friends
And my enemies
In hopes of finding
Someone to help me
My friends number high
But so do my enemies
And each one helps me
Understand a little more
About life
About love
About things
That I never even knew
And I smile
Proud of my life
Certain my future
Is no longer bleak
I foresee love
And happiness
My sadness controlled
And I always smile
Like now
I’m happy
My past is still my past
And the present
Is joyous
And wonderful
Filled with love
From friends and family
And I’ll never again
Be so sad
-- By JaMeZ!