HellRazor
Contributed by
ApocolypseJM
on
Thursday, 31st January 2008 @ 10:12:12 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The razor blade swings like a pendulum above your wrist,
Reflecting on what has brought you to this,
Isolation, living in solitary confinement,
Left alone for your thoughts to cannabilize on your self-esteem.
Beating down and brutalized,
Your ego is no longer alive,
Tears stream down your face,
Because you know you are soon to die,
Once you commit to the selfish act of taking your own life,
Relieved of the pain that you no longer have to fight.
The razor blade slices through the skin,
To reveal your veins starting to grow thin,
As the blood gushes out down to the puddle next to your feet,
As you feel your body become weak.
Your vision grows faint and your memories start to fade,
Along with the voices and everything that they say,
Finally getting what you wanted,
As you feel your body slowly slipping away.
The razor blade falls from your fingertips onto the floor,
You've reached your final destination,
Far from a cry for help,
You knew no one was coming,
They have been gone for a long time.
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ApocolypseJM
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2008-01-31 10:12:12] (Date/Time posted on
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