Push the razor in

I push the razor in
so deeply in my skin
releasing all I have to take
somehow slowly stopping the ache.

I am so lost inside
So very deep down my soul resides.
Releasing my pain at any cost
Somehow I’m so helpless and lost

I wish that cost would be my life
So I wouldn’t have to play with the knife.
Releasing my tears, with eyes that are gleaming.
Somehow death gives my life meaning

I sit on the floor.
So no one sees I shut the door.
Releasing pain slit by slit.
Somehow I found that I cant quit.

I gently push the razor in
so deeply in my skin
releasing my anger as I cry,
somehow it feels good to finally die.

Hayley ©