The pain is exquisite as it surges through my nerve endings. It is such that I can’t get enough as I push the knife in deeper.
I draw in breath as I feel my relentless interior pain drain away replaced by an exquisite cleansing. There is relief as I lie back and let my mind rid itself of its daily torment.
In the back of my mind is the face of my mother disapproving.
But nothing matters beyond the euphoria sweeping me into its arms and into paradise.