A blade's Perspective

To the edge a life falls to the grave.

I am your reason for the end, I act as you behave.

Your life is something I shall not leave behind.

Only to end where your corpse is left to find.

Dare to use me in such a way, I will end your pain unto this day.

I shine within the blaze of torment while seeking for last words.

Finding nothing but more sorrow and pain, I'm here to cure the urge.

Sharp as can be I put you to your knees.

Crying to sky praying for serenity.

Can you feel my essence dig into your skin?

Ridding all this pain you having hiding from within.

Well now I am here to cure your sickness to the end.

Use me in anyway, your help which i will lend.

Watching as your torment releases with every cut you send.

I am your blade, your utter last resort beneath the shade.

I am your help in reality relieving you from pain.

I will end your torment as you cut into your veins. I am your blade....