Razorblade Romance

Scenery spinning around me
Causing a blurred haze in which I stand.
For a moment I smile
That one moment I feel real
I feel alive.

But for all that I come crashing down,
Back onto the hard earth I hate,
Feeling the surge of pain from the fall,
Surrounded by darkness once again,
I cry,
Cold to human affection.

Those crystal blades that tear open my skin
Violently, as they fall
I cry crimson death
Letting the liquid pass my lips
Tasting the metallic heat.

Would you call me twisted
If I told you for that one moment
I loved the pain.
Bathing in it as if it would carry me
Carry me towards the heaven I once loved.

Listen as I tell you my story,
Of the blade that stole my heart,
The sharp edge that hooked me like a drug,
Causing a shallow laugh as it glides across my skin
Watching as the crimson beauty seeps through

Relieving me of my pain,
Stress of the passing days,
My self hate,
Pulling me out of the horror,
The very section we call reality.
Leading me into silent relief.

Forgive me for thinking this way,
Don’t let this change your mind about me!
For I am the same girl you once knew,
Just a little more scared,
A little more worried.
Broken.

A smile once true now lies.
As the girl I also once knew
…Dies…