My Pain

How will you know I am hurting if you can not see my pain? To wear it on my skin tells what words can never explain. Like a badge, I wear them all with pride. My razor is my best friend, no matter what it always stays by my side. To comfort me, to kiss all the tears away. Making the pain stick deep in my skin, forever to stay. Words of denial and smiles so fake. Each one helps my heart crumble and break. Tears of a crimson red drip down my cheeks in an unending stream. The slits on my skin look so beautiful the way they glitter and gleam. I want to lay down, go to my eternal rest. I know that's what you all would like best. But I cant seem to find the courage deep inside. I lost it awhile ago, for every cowardly time I've lied. Too scared to face the truth, I'm scared to believe it. Too scared to ever try and climb out of this deep dark pit. I want to let go, let the pain run away down the drain. With one last cut, straight across my vein.