Razor, the Thoughts of Going Away

I run the metal to my skin
So the blood can flow
And wash myself clean

The sorrow and pain
Flow out with the red

Why can’t the rest of the world?
See the favor that I am doing them
Ridding me for them
And for me in my own head

The screaming voices are there
With me so I will never be alone

So many of them
It all dies away to a drone

The noise goes to a hum
Am I still alive or am I now dead

Dead on the outside
As I was on the inside
So very many years ago

Fade away with me
Voices of the past
Fade away colors and sounds

Fade away with me
At least I wont have to cry anymore

No pain means no tears right?

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