Here I have my blade,
Ripping my skin as I speak,
My blade is getting thinner,
What will I do once it's fully gone,
Although it still works I have to dig down deeper,
I must get another,
Else all will be lost,
My blade is my only friend,
And oh it knows that,
I rely on it to save me,
From my pain that day,
Oh how I need you,
Never go away.
YOU ARE READING
If only...
RandomPoems that come to me in the darkest of days. * MAY BE TRIGGERING*
