Silver metal shine so bright
which i use every night
You are my only friend
And you will cause my end
I drag you across my wrist
my life full of sick twists
As the blood begins to poor
all i want is to do it some more
cuts all around
blood quickly running down
My arms and legs oh so sore
as i begin to fall onto the floor
blood quickly gushing out
heres my end without a doubt
so thankyou bloody razor blade
now i die on the floor on which i laid
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you have problems liz you know i love you but geez