RAZOR

by rebelsuicide   Apr 11, 2005


The razor digs deeper Into my arm
Intense emotions as i self slits
Tiny pink slits from my wrists
A gift from the blade
A painful kiss
Blood pouring from now open wounds
Yet i can?t stop the cutting
It is me it consumes
It flows faster
MORE
And MORE
Drowning in a puddle
Of blood on the floor
I just cant stop whit the razor

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  • 19 years ago

    by xlostxsoulx

    If that is what you go through...your not the only one...i try to stop but just cant...its like and addiction...i keep trying until the day it comez when im gone...just remember live life like there iz no tomorrow because soon there wont be for a lot of people.

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