Grave Notice

The Razor is the last
That feels remotely real
She was my heart and I was her
Armour I would have
Destroyed anyone who try
To hurt her but then
I became the source of all
Of the pain this is not
Where i belong
I'm going out on my own
And i don't know where
I'm going but I'll make it
I always have before
Tonight I sleep with
A knife not for
Protection but in case
I feel the urge to match
Blade with skin
Rip away the muscle
And bleed out on the pavement
I have become less of who
I was, I'm losing control
Every breath I take
Is gods only mistake
For allowing me to live
When I have nothing to live for
So tonight will end it all
In a bliss of the razors kiss