He's Always There For Me Poem by Rhianna Hayden

There he sits, sparkling in the light
He has such a glistening appeal
When I'm alone with my thoughts at night,
I can always reach for the sharpened steel

He glides across my skin with such ease
again and again he performs a reprise,
Relieving the pain trapped deep inside,
He and my broken mind are allied.

He is always there in times of need,
slicing my skin and letting me bleed
the pain away, for a little while
giving me strength to fake another smile.