The young girl and her dear razor blade

I know it is really long but please read it all and comment i would love to know what you think of it

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She was only ten
when she first picked up the blade
she did it once
because she was afraid

she slid it write across her wrist
she cried a little as the blood began to flow
she could feel the release
it was bad this she knows

but she continued to do it
again and again
only and only
the pain to mend

she didn't like having to hide
she didn't like having to lie
but she loved the feeling
she got when she would cry

she said oh dear god
please make daddy stop hitting me
then i will drop the razor
as easy as one two three

that night she came home from school
daddy wasn't happy with her
he beat her so bad
as she picked up the razor

she said said we had a promise god
you didn't keep your end
so why should I
i made a mistake thinking you were my friend

you were nothing
nothing but i lie
so i sit here in bed
and red tears do i cry

people say
you are just making me stronger
but i seriously
cant take it much longer

i just want to dig it deep
cut away the lies
and hopefully i will fall down
and miserably die

i have been in pain
for far to long
i have come to realize
everything they say is wrong

so i will take my only friend
take my dear razor blade
and cut away the only reasons
that i have to be afraid

you don't understand
no one does
my razor blade
is the only one i love

its there when i cry
and it makes me smile
it makes me feel better
even if its just for awhile

so i guess i continue
to cut my wrists to shreds
hoping i wont wake up
hoping ill be dead

so now i can finally see
that it can only be us my razor and me
my razor and i forever in love
together we will always be

You see god
i no longer believe in you
with just me and my razor
i can make it through

all the things they told me
about you were total lies
they didn't mention
how you wont be there when i cry

anyways back to my point god
i am through
through with life
and through with you

this little girl
went on to cut her wrist
one day she went to deep
way to deep with a twist

she ended up in the hospital
with stitches on her arm
they said they thought she was gonna die
that someone up there must be keeping her from harm

as soon as she heard that
she realized she could feel
that her friend up there
was god and that he was real

that was the day
the girl wasn't afraid
this is the story of
the young girl and her dear razor blade