Razors In The Dark

Razors In The Dark

 

 

Razors in the dark calling for me

 

Come to the dark where peace will be

 

Though I know the pain will ensue

 

I must not leave a clue

 

From the razors in the dark

 

 

Razors in the dark, my only friends

 

Even though I know how it all ends

 

Blades upon the flesh over scar

 

That is how they are

 

Those razors in the dark

 

 

Razors in the dark, I try to stay away

 

On my emotions they know how to play

 

I must give into there call

 

All I have after all

 

Are razors in the dark

Letty467's picture

I think a lot of people can

I think a lot of people can relate to this poem,

 

Those dark nights when you are soo close to slipping back (or slipping into) the self destructive addiction.... because that's what it becomes...

When the only way to know you are still there is to see the life pump out of it.

Those Razors have called a good few of us... ty to turn your back on those razors and opt for keyboard instead :)


 

I aplogeise if you feel my poems are not correctly standardised or grammatically perfect - dark, too detailed, etc... Alot of my writing just flows all in one, so I try not to edit it afterwards otherwise I start changing the work- which h

b4i8islept's picture

Thanks