Razors Edge
As I weep in the shadow's I beg you hear my cries
I thought I was alone with my pain, But the darkness has its spies..
I search for glory But I am weak
His ear's go deaf To the word's that I speak..
Softly I whisper An echo in the dark
I search for that glimer Deep inside, I used to spark..
The needle is still bloody From twine that bind's his eye's
And somewhere where the sun is rising Another heart; slowly die's..
Calmly I place the razor On my pulsing vein
I have lived to much reality Its time to kill the pain.
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Just so anyone who will read this know's I have not ever tried to commit suicide, nor
even thought about it. I was writing one night, and this all just came out. I have
known people who have cut themselves, and I have read books about it. Just
thought I would share a little something. ;)... Have a blessed day!
Copyright © Dana Kirby | Year Posted 2011
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