Razor Blade Love Poem by Layla Vaughn

Everybody says 'It'll be ok'
and everybody says they're 'sorry'.
Nobody says they want to 'help'
and nobody says 'I'm here'.
You say 'I'll do my best'
and you say you want to 'take the pain away'.
I cry 'I want help'
and I cry 'please dont leave'.
The razor says 'use me, use me'
and the razor says ' cut your wrists, cut your thighs, cut your stomach'.
Then it all goes quiet.
The quiet is so peaceful.
I no longer see the blood.
I no longer feel the pain.
I honestly feel nothing at all.
Goodnight, Goodbye, Cio, Auf Weidezen.
Love,
That one special friend......that you just couldn't help.