Razors and Flowers

'Life'
Is carved into my skin
Even as I watch the essence of the word
Seep slowly from within.
The dark red relief
Dripping from my veins
I put fire to flowers
And trip on the pain.
There are no words
To describe how I feel
But I believe my sanity
These drugs did steal.
I look in my mirror
At my red eyes, in vain
Looking to see
If the red hides the pain.
But the pain still exists
And behind it, a girl
Broken and empty
Abused by the world.