Hope realized

I’ve long been hoping that these next two lines could find a home:

‘Slight slits with a razor sharp knife

Bleeds me out, but slowly.‘

So here we go:

Slight slits with a razor sharp knife

Bleeds me out, but slowly.

Don’t misunderstand me, this is not about suicide. It’s simply about life draining away.

A thousand cuts leading to the mishap of a cut too deep.