Razor Blades

• Jessica Tunks
• Poetry
• 2008

I wish I could smile, I wish I could laugh, I wish I could be happy, but no that shall never be...

sadness is my aura.

Lie to me and tell me it will go away, I feel like I have plunged a thousand knives into my chest, I just want the pain to end.

Should I take the knife, maybe I should end my life, no one would spare a glance.

My wings are broken and beyond repair, then some one came along and told me that they cared, they stared at my wrists, where the razor blades did strike...

Darling you said don't end your life, you took the knife, you made me feel, you made hope...

Are you the one, am i free will sadness leave, will the pain fade...

I look into your eyes and I see the pain, that reflects my own, I glace at your wrists where the razor blades did kiss...