Driping Life

Guilt, sadness and maybe everything inbetween,
no one can take away the things you have seen.

Pain overtakes you by the blade that cuts deep,
all the thoughts that haunt you will finally go weak.

For now you are fine but the pain soon receeds,
and when it does, it calls back with greed.

The razor seduces with dominance and rage,
the clouding of thoughts will be something you crave.

Here is my warning if you ever feel tempted,
the feeling of bliss is not what I intended.

The blade is a monster that shouldn't be fed,
the more blood that drips means closer to dead.