The Razor (473)

The dark is drawing closer
The light moves far away
I look at you and her
And realise I'm too late.

You made your choice and took her
Instead of taking me
I look at you and ask myself
How the fu ck can this be??

Didn't I give you everything,
Everything I had and more??
Didn't I give you my heart, body, soul and mind??
And you still kicked me out the door.

I move the razor towards my wrist
I've never cut before,
What is it to be a bundle of innocence??
When you want to be so much more.

The razor slices up and down my arm,
In a neat pattern, a word, a name
Would it matter to you at all,
That you'd now achieve fame
Because of where your name was found engraved??

And did it matter to you
How many times you hurt me??
How many times did you ignore my pain
When I knew that it was only you who really did see??

~Dedicated to Daimon, My One And Only, too bad I'm not his ;(

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