Bliss

Why must you feel,
This maleficent urge?
How can you deal,
And still emerge?

Sometimes being close,
To the downfall of your sanity,
Is just like an overdose,
An example of living in vanity.

And you want to feel the rush,
Of tearing your skin apart,
It's but a crush,
Why should you act like you have a heart?

You don't cut,
For the same reason you want to,
You may care about him but,
All he's done is hurt you.

Get me out of this Hell,
With my seizure-like finger,
And it's will to propel,
Dead on the trigger.

So make your choice,
If you think he is worth it,
Listen to your inner voice,
Or be ignorant and forget.

Well I know what they say,
And his sound I do miss,
Darkness take me away,
For ignorance is bliss.