The poem seems to describe a suicide attempt that didn't succeed, and what followed. The images suggest cutting the wrists in warm water, with elastic bands and paper as a makeshift bandage. The cut was "too shallow," so the speaker wakes to blood, failure, and a deep shame, yet also to the fact of being alive.
The mood shifts as the poem goes on. After weeks of silence, the speaker finds something "beautiful & trembling with life" at the end of the track, which could mean healing skin or simply a small sign of renewal, appearing despite winter. Later, waking to the smell of someone's skin brings a fragile hope that the attempt won't be repeated.
The ending is unsettling, though. The speaker still imagines "the endless night" arriving "in due time," which could mean natural death, or could mean the pull hasn't fully gone. The result is tender and honest, with relief and lingering darkness sitting side by side.
If this subject touches your own life, talking to someone you trust or a local crisis line can help.