Razor Blade Tears Poem by charlotte marie peachey

i cry tears of razor blades
another appears as one fades
as the blade touches my skin
it makes a crimson line which starts thin

deeper and deeper i go
sitting quietly watching my blood flow
im not scared of dying
im just afraid of trying

i dont have a life
its controlled by my knife
give me a way out, ill take it
with out a doubt

as i cry my tears of razor blades
my life begins to fade
within seconds my life will be gone
ive lived my life all wrong.