My Tears

my tears run down my face 

like blood runs down my arm 

my sink full of tears and blood 

the razor on the counter beside me 

knowing that it is my only friend 

pouring salt on my wounds 

just to feel the burning sensation 

for a brief moment I feel alive 

and all my pain and numbness are gone 

god how I have missed this feeling 

sitting against the wall thinking to myself 

oh my god what have I done again 

the feeling of guilt sets in 

wondering why I did what I did 

asking myself is this worth it 

again the pain and numbness sets in 

is there a reason why people like me 

play with razor blades and bleed for fun 

maybe its because we need to feel something 

to take us away from the hurt 

or maybe we need to feel alive 

in some way shape or form 

again I sit alone with nothing and no one 

the only thing I know that I have for life 

is the tears I shed that no one sees 

Reviews

[Yellow Butterfly]

This is such a heart breaking write...the tears are a cry for help.....there is help out there for those who need it....powerful message of self harming filled with so much sadness.

A brave write...thank you for sharing!