Razor blades are best friends

by Jamie   Jun 21, 2007


Crying isn't enough,
talking does nothing
pain lets it go.
they say words,
are the best cure.
i find other ways,
scars are left,
but the pain is gone.
no other ways.
demented, i am,
smart, i am not.
hide how i am,
no one must know,
lost in my world
razorblades as best friends,
scars as memories.

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  • 17 years ago

    by HollywoodSmile

    This was an excellent poem! i have memories of slitting my veins. and ive never been able to explain to people why it made me feel better, but all i know is that it did. sometimes i want to revert to that. sometimes i want to relive times when i lost my self in blood, and when the pain simply killed itself by bring more. i dont know if that makes sense, but whatever.
    --TheGothicAlbino

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