My fait slips,
My will does not catch me.
My hand trembles,
As I hold this blade.
I shut my eyes,
And take a deep breath.
My lip quivers,
As tears begin to fall;
I feel the pain,
As it rises up my arm.
The pain turns to pleasure.
My tears cease;
A smile prevails.
Uncertainty is clarified,
And intentions are set.
I promise there will be
No Regret.