Mr. Blade

~*~ You haven't used Mr. Blade in a while everything was fine until...~*~

Dear Mr. Blade,
I need to talk to you I'm feeling a little blue,
I feel the hate coming to take my body away. What am I suppose to do? Grab you and let you take my problems away?
Cut,
Cut,
Cut,
the blood starts to fall from my arm. I look at you and you look back at me and tell me every things gonna be o.k. So I cut some more as the thoughts run through my head I cut deeper and deeper I don't want to think about nothing I start to hear you laugh your laughing so loud I cant figure out why and then I finally look down at my wrist and see. Mr. Blade you've helped me out I don't feel no pain now.
I'm getting dizzy headed, the blood is still pouring, the anger has left my body and I would like to thank you for taking my life away