Cut

I am looking at the knife in my hand, 

Wanting to cut myself.

I want to but I don't know if I can.

This emptiness...

I am just tired of feeling the way I do.

I can't get rid of it.

If I cut myself, I will feel something.

Pain is looking better than just emptiness.

Holding the knife in my hand, 

Just wondering what to do next.

Thinking and thinking.