PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Every night she cries.
Every night she tries.
She reaches for her favorite object.
No one cares.
No one loves.
The razor blade.
No one knows.
It's all a joke.
She grips it tight.
How deep will I go?
How many times?
She stretches out her wrist.
Blood pours.
Wounds welt.
Immediate relief.
She sinks back in extacy.
Her razor never lets her down.