Samantha Desmond


Razor - Poem by Samantha Desmond

I hold it in my hands,
thinking and contemplating,
calling to me,
nothing in my way.

I can't concentrate,
everything is numb,
not a feeling,
or a sound.

So deeply gone,
no turning back,
crossroad is far behind,
and I plunge forward.

One long line.
then two,
Over and over,
in the same two spots.

Deep blood red,
and it drips down,
head finally clear,
breathing back to normal.

Feeling so alive,
no longer bound,
body completely relaxed,
and I drift away in a high.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 19, 2009



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