A razor perhaps, maybe Pills, A Helping Hand
Which do you choose?
Which is in command?
How did it come this far?

The razor
while sharp and thin
easy enough to do
with a steady hand

Substain the pain
bleed the troubles away
whether just for a moment
or for a lifetime

The choice is yours
one of the most painful
yet nothing compared to the pain
welled up inside

Pills
so many to choose
like Russian Roulette
no telling what damage it can do

Whether a handful or a small few
lying there still
with shallowed breathes
or the violent waves of disgust

The choice is yours
this is the complicated one of many
yet still nothing compared to the pain
welled up inside

Lastly comes the helping hand
The hand of a stranger
The hand of a friend
Whichever it may be

They are your guardian angel sent for thee
To help you light your way
To set you on the right path
from this dismay

To hold you
and keep you close
To wipe your tears
And warmth when you are froze

Most people aren't lucky to have these
so count your blessings well
For if not, the question returns
Which do you choose?

The razor and its cold steel
The pills and their game
Neither should be the answer
just pray