The Razor

The Razor

A Poem by Curtis.Lenker

blood runs down my arm like a river 
dripping down my arm like rain from the sky 
clenching the razor in my hand 
squeezing and holing on for dear life 
I can not be the only one like this 
in the mirror I watch as lines appear 
dripping my life force away in the sink 
see how it glistens see how it shines 
its sharpness is like none other 
happiness is when it cuts the skin 
scars each one with its own story
people as where they came from 
not hiding my pain from the world
wondering if something is wrong me 
am I sick, twisted, or just mentally ill 
do I deserve to do this every day 
the razor is my only friend in life 
the only one I have ever had 
the only one I will ever need 
here is to the sweetest pal I ever had 
the razor my best friend forever 

© 2019 Curtis.Lenker


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I can totally relate to this! I am a cutter and this is exactly how I feel when I have that razor blade in my hand! I love how you touched on something so deep and personal. It's something that needs to be addressed more often bc more people can relate.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Curtis.Lenker

4 Years Ago

Thank you for you your kind words.
Tina

4 Years Ago

Your welcome! Keep making beautiful work
What I find so interesting about your poems TAO, is that you are so very self-aware. You're very switched on, and in tune to what your body and mind are experiencing in ways I feel not all people in similar situations to you are. It seems to me that you are a deep feeler, and a deep thinker. This equation is difficult to find a match for, and therefore deep people such as yourself may find it so easy to understand every one else, and somehow it seems impossible for anyone to understand you.

I promise that you are not alone.
It takes longer to find like minded people in these circumstances, but they do exist, and you will find them.
:)
Thank you for writing your brave and honest poems.
Laura.

Posted 4 Years Ago


I love the metaphorical use of the Lazor; it really has the ability to makes us feel which is something that is highly cherished in all poems. Keep it up!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Curtis.Lenker

4 Years Ago

Thank you for you kind words
Very sad poem about suicide. I believe we all have felt this way.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Curtis.Lenker

4 Years Ago

Thank you for your review

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Added on November 20, 2019
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Curtis.Lenker
Curtis.Lenker

Millersburg, PA



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Hello. I am an aspiring writer .Poetry is my passion in life I have been writing since I was 13. Writing has been my outlet for years. Poetry has always been my style and always will be. I have been w.. more..

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