Bitter Defeat

by CourtneyLouxxx   Feb 5, 2007


Dedicated To My Razor Blade

I hadn't picked you up
for a long time it seemed to be
you hid in my drawer
buried, i controlled my safety

i hadn't had the chance
to guide you across my wrist
i had finally realized
i couldn't live like this

but then that day came
i took you from that place
i broke a promise to a friend
caused tears to roll down my face

but it wasn't the pain,
i was crying for,
it was that i broke that promise
not the blood that i saw

i tried to fight the temptation
but i wasn't strong enough
i stumbled upon it calling
now its the only thing i clutch

to be continued...

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lithium

    The only thing worse than breaking a promise to your friend is breaking one to yourself, good poem, continue soon, sam.