found this poem online n made me think about a lot.
i thought i’ll share it with you guys.
 Razorblade
As the razorblade slides threw my pale skin,
the red, warm blodd starts to run down my arm.
It goes faster and faster.
The sut is so deep,
like it’s never been before.
The razorblade turns all red,
full of blood.
I know now theres no turning back.
The scare of my pain will always be there forever.
I’ll always have the memories.
I just had to let the pain go somehow.
This is the way I do.
Thoughts of suicide start to run threw my head,
theres nothing to live for.
I can’t even think of anything important to live for.
Just as I’m about to end it all,
the thought of you pops into my head.
I stop everything and start to cry.
I don’t ever want to leave your side.
You mean the world to me,
and without you,
I don’t even know.
I’ve lived this far just for you.
I have to choose between ending my life or being with you.
My choice….
You.
I love you to much,
your my galaxy.
Mandy LaMotteÂ
1 comment
I pick the razor.