The sharp edge of the razor cuts my skin easily,
I'm numb to the pain,
Numb to the blood,
Too numb to relize whats happening,
Too numb to relize what i'm doing,
One cut follows another,
And another,
Till i can't stop,
But, the razor falls from my hand,
Blood drips down my arm,
Tears roll down my cheeks,
What have i done?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like it, I can relate. Peace&♥ Jade[d]