What I Want Vs. What I Get

It calls,
But I can't.
It urges me,
But I can't.

Every time I blink,
I see it.
Every time I blink,
It becomes a clearer image.

With every breath I take,
It takes all I have left not to.
With every breath I take,
I want to give in.

With every beat my heart will give,
My blood runs colder.
With every beat my heart will give,
I want to let it out.

The blood gives a pulse,
Wanting to come out.
The blood gives a pulse,
It hates being trapped inside.

Every time my teeth come together,
I taste the bitter taste.
Every time my teeth come together,
I pull them apart to get more.

It seems to say:
You like the taste.
It seems to say.
You know you want more.

It seems to say.
You know it feels good.
It seems to say.
What's another cut?

It chants to me:
Cut, cut, cut.
It chants to me:
Let it all out.

It chants to me:
Let the blood run free.
It chants to me:
You'll be free of all that you hate.

Every call,
Every blink,
Every breath,
Every beat,
Every pulse,
Every time,
Every say,
Every chant.
How much longer can I last?