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Chains that blind
And tears that tie-

Razorblades to dull the pain
Of being alive...

Soaked in blood
There's no blade sharp enough
To take away the hurt I feel

And I want to commit
To ripping myself to pieces
Just to escape these feelings
That keep me such a mess

But- I can't
And this pain
It never leaves
It never dies

It just keeps festering within
Destroying the little good in me

So I hide behind this mask
Pretending like I'm okay...

Because this life
Is just a chore
And the blade is the only way
To make it through one more day.

 

 

 

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Sometimes I think my thoughts are better left unknown to the world.
Written January 14th, 2006

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  • -Death-s Punchline-
    July 9, 2008

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    "Razorblades to dull the pain
    Of being alive..."

    I hear you loud and clear. ;rubs my arm; And the scars never fade and the cycle can continue for years till you finally find something worth putting it down for. Someone who loves you and needs you here, someone worth living for. And you take the leap and stop and you finally move on, leaving the past behind with only scars to show the pain.

    jan