as i look at this razorblade,
painful memories flood back like tears,
thinking about the life i live,
and how this would end all fears.
as i lay here alone,
these thoughts come to mind,
i seek a place,
i know i'll never find.
so now the pain is cutting through me,
like a thousand knives,
i no,
what i'm about to do is gonna be right. |
Submission Name: Razor!
