I'm Just tired

Dear Razor

Dear Razor,

Thank you.. For always being there for me when no one else was. When my life was out of control and I needed a grip on the reigns. Thank you for helping me ease my trouble mind. For helping me see the world from different eyes. Thank you for helping me get a blink of sleep. For helping me go numb and pass out. Thank you for never revealing yourself to unwanted people. Staying hidden from sight until I search for you. Staying hidden from my father, my mother, my sister, and my brother. Only revealed to those who cannot speak their minds.

Thank you for staying by my side when the world was beating the shit out of me. Just me and you. My only true friend, my only companion.

Thank you for taking your time with me. For not judging me with a first glance.

Thank you for being pacient at my reactions when we touched. Flesh to  metal. Whole to torn open. From when I would cry at first out of pain when the metal opened up my flesh to when I would just suck it up and relax. Working faster at your job. Making me feel numb.

Thank you for being ther to help me, counsolar. You helped break down the dam that holds my crimsion blood back. You helped to unlock the tears I wanted to shed yesterday. You helped me feel the truth. Know the difference between lies and real life.

Yet, no one besides me knows about you. Hidden and locked away in my hidden secrets. In plain sight. When times get to had to deal with, I search for you. My escape to another world. One closer to my rebirth. Closer to my death.

So, another mark, another scar, another tale un told, written upon skin in crimson red ink. I just let the tears fall as I sit in the darkness of the tub. You clutched in my hand as I run you across and downward. Hidden in my mind and hidden from sight. Until your needed again, my friend..