Alone/Razor Blade
I don’t know how to describe it!! All of it just came to me at school...so I jotted it down.
Alone I stand in a dark room in a corner, there I sat.
Alone just me and a razor blade.
I cry a single tear as I was taking this razor blade across both of my wrists.
Feeling alone, depressed, sad, and along with unwanted, the anger inside me made the razor blade to go deeper beyond my skin.
As the fresh blood trickled down my wrists to the backs of my hands, the anger inside me took this razor blade deeper and deeper beyond my flesh, more blood arised from my wrists through the broken skin.
Alone, unwanted, confused, and sad this the razor blade was all I wanted.
More tears came to the corner of my eyes and rolled down my cheeks, as I tried to hold them back.
My tears were like the rain, because of my pain feeling alone, unwanted, sad, and confused.
And yet I'm still alone…
Alone just me and a razor blade.
I cry a single tear as I was taking this razor blade across both of my wrists.
Feeling alone, depressed, sad, and along with unwanted, the anger inside me made the razor blade to go deeper beyond my skin.
As the fresh blood trickled down my wrists to the backs of my hands, the anger inside me took this razor blade deeper and deeper beyond my flesh, more blood arised from my wrists through the broken skin.
Alone, unwanted, confused, and sad this the razor blade was all I wanted.
More tears came to the corner of my eyes and rolled down my cheeks, as I tried to hold them back.
My tears were like the rain, because of my pain feeling alone, unwanted, sad, and confused.
And yet I'm still alone…
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