The title means: Truth( Razor Blades) For Beautiful Creature ( Of The Mind)
To explain what this poem is about, when I use the words Razor Blades, I actually mean Truth and when I use the words Beautiful Creature I mean The Mind. This poem is not about Suicide. It is about a girl who finally starts to remember painful memories of her past when she was a little girl. Her mind at the time couldn't handle or process what was happening to her so lies were put place to protect her fragile mind. When she is older and more capable of handing the truth her mind decides it's time to start the painful process of remembering and dealing with these memories.
It's beautiful this creature and me
we sit in silence grasping air
and appease the darkness willingly
the deepness of the tone goes on
Hearing small noises like a ancient drum
the ethereal voice creeps in
your good deed will soon arise
shoot out, shoot up, then compromise
the steady drum rolls on then stalls
what will creature bring to me?
a thought, a spark, a memory
a place to crawl in when my tide is high
or razorblades instead of lies
Places, Places everyone
the prisoners enlightenment has just begun
creature beckons my soul to arise
stand up and open your once silent eyes
beautiful creature what have you done?
I have brought razor blades of truth sweet ***
What cruel truth will creature tell?
the ones you buried in your yourself
Whose thoughts and memories are these I ask?
my dear ghostly girl they are your past
for this is the hour of your reason
nothing here is out of season
fiery and fierce your will must be
do not be tempted by its misery
these growing pains must be held
they hold the keys to unlock your cell
beautiful creature how much will this hurt?
gut wrenching and painful
so a little a first