Every Room

Shaking hands, legs covered in blood... Where am I? My vision is a blur, but I can’t unsee you. Nothing about this feels right. I hear your voice, again and again: “Just take the pills, they’ll give you a thrill.” For a moment they’ll numb my brain. But it’s two in the morning, The tears in my eyes and marks on my thighs Tell me I still feel the pain. The bedroom on Tuesday, Your workplace on Wednesday, The club on Thursday night. I’m tired, exhausted - Can’t do this much longer, How can you think this is right? I lie in bed, Blade in my hand, The tip to my skin. Your face in my mind, Your hands on my chest – And now it’s under my chin. At my door once more, My heart picks up at the sight. My vision blurs, but I can’t unsee you, Back in my room? Not tonight.