Kisses Of A Razor Poem by Cynthia Sandoval

The blade gives me a kiss.
So gentle
And so painful.

The blood slowly makes its way acroos my arm
Yet all I do is watch
I do not want you to save me.

I need you to turn and walk away.
Please
Do not hold me

Please I am begging you,
let me bleed
Let me feel the pain that I need.

So many scars,
So many wounds
You will not understand

If I could let go,
If I could put down my razor
I would love you so.

But I will never let go
Because the blade has kissed me
Once and for all.

There is no turning back,
These are my last words to you my dear friend,
I'm sorry that I can not love you anymore.