lying on the tiled floor
cool against my bare skin
glance at my familiar addiction
the razor
it made me feel when I was numb
and made me numb when I didn't want to feel
could it all be over so quickly
just a slice on my skin
and a minute of pain
before it all went dark
and I was freed from these chains
that held me to the earth
but I can't do that to myself
I have people to live for
and even in our roughest patches
they stood by me
but their love wouldn't take away the pain
or make the scars fade
or help satisfy my thirst for hurt
they could deal
but I could not
Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
lying on the tiled floor
cool against my bare skin
glance at my familiar addiction
the razor
it made me feel when I was numb
and made me numb when I didn't want to feel
could it all be over so quickly
just a slice on my skin
and a minute of pain
before it all went dark
and I was freed from these chains
that held me to the earth
but I can't do that to myself
I have people to live for
and even in our roughest patches
they stood by me
but their love wouldn't take away the pain
or make the scars fade
or help satisfy my thirst for hurt
they could deal
but I could not
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