To My Razor (My Newest Love)

Late at night, chills run down my spine,
All alone in my bed, my little prison,
The heartbreak is there, so is my willingness,
I’m lost in so many things tonight.

I sit almost in tears and cannot cope,
I want to escape to release everything,
Nothing works except for something I haven’t tried.
The thought occurs, and then it is applied.

Cut slowly, savor the feeling,
Not deep enough; let her in me again,
“There.” I say sickly, and blood leaks out,
I feel intense pleasure all over.

She finally cut me,
Oh the ecstasy that occurred,
The feeling of ultimate surrender
Is so intense it cannot be described.

The blood flowed and
It felt like nothing else
A dementedly sensual sensation
That cannot be forgotten.

Lay back and let it bleed,
Feel everything inside leave,
Such peace, now I can sleep.
Thank you, my newest love.