If I Had a Razor
if I had a razor,
I'd jab it through my wrist,
I'd clutch it tightly against my fist and press it against my skin.
I'd watch the blood seep through my clothing,
and I'd close my eyes while it drips to the floor.
Darkness will prevail,
The doors of the afterlife with open,
and I will walk right through them with no avail...
Copyright © Elaina Dixon | Year Posted 2006
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