The knife ( ⚠️ SH ⚠️)

Today is the ninth night That you reach for the knife A small silver blade The only thing that can aid And make all the pain go away A cut to your insecurities A cut to who you wish to be A cut to those who hurt you A cut to the things you wish were true A cut to the backstabbers A cut to the fake friends Who just used you for money A cut to the neglect A cut to the verbal abuse As you're just about to finish the last one Someone walks in You turn around to see your partner Their face in horror looking at you with teary eyes You start to cry, expecting that they will be mad at your decisions Instead, they run up to you Giving you a strong yet soft hug You snuggle into their warm embrace They start stroking your hair while whispering sweet nothings into your ears You say through your tears "Thank you"