They told me to pick up the knife

That with it I'd be able to cut the rope holding my throat to the ceiling

And break the chains keeping me to the ground

So I wrapped my fingers around the cold metal

Adrenaline as hot as fire pulsing in my veins

I didn't let go

And I didn't free myself

Instead I brought the silver blade to my heart

Carving the words I wanted to be engrained in me forever