[Kitty]: 235.poems

Razorblades are full of shine,
add flesh and blood and they become glorious and divine.
They cut so slow and deep,
the pleasure they bring just make me weep.
Things that people say and do make them distant and cold,
then the razorblade brings a happiness to behold.
Just when i am about to stop,
someone has called the cops!
They are at my door,
but my dear razorblade holds so much more.
I cannot stop it feels so great,
they try to get in, but i know my fate.
They will take me to the crazy home,
and i will be psych-analyzed by some stupid HO!!!!
I bare my wrist and begin to think,
just as i hear a shriek.
Then i slice right down my wrist,
i wave good-bye and blow a kiss.
The blood runs down my arm,
just as they sound an alarm.
The colour is so entrancing and sleek,
i now hear the people on the street.
As i fall all cold and numb,
the people scream "LOOK WHAT WE HAVE DONE!!!"
Everything seems to be far away,
even those who begin to pray.
I can hear the angel sing,
at the door there is a ping.
In they rush with a scream,
this isn't at all what they dreamed.
Now my name they have asked,
for now i have passed.
Now that i am dead,
everyone seems so full of dread!
Everything has its own twist,
fate has its own way to show love and bliss!!