I am ok

Oh lovely twistedness how shall ye torture thee?

My cries fall upon deaf ears

^^ my. ears. work. fine.

My Razor slides so deep, threatening to take me away

^^ If you go away, who will survive Jesse with me, monique?

My blood is now mixing with my tears

^^ If you're crying, you're not ok, and you KNOW it.

But don't worry, this is how I feel ok

^^ i don't even like this line. it made me so sick to read...

When I see my blood, pouring down my wrist

^^ NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. ...or am i a hypocrite who you shan't listen to anymore?

Thats when know I can make it though this

^^ When you think that that will save you...that's when you should realize you won't make it through...

Even though this poem was short it had a really powerful message. I could picture all of this taking place. you have some serious talent

Soo....5/5 =)