i hear the blade drop
and i hear
the sound of my breaking heart.
i can't forget him.
and i can't
let him go.
the razor seemingly shines
with the ghost
of my past sorrow.
im still crying.
but im
slowly fading away.
i let the blade
eat through
the skin.
just so i can breath another day
i take the razor
and rip away my regret.
its almost over.
they're
almost gone.
