Kiss of the Blade

The gentle kiss of the blade
My life's blood i gave

The sting of the cut
I feel as though my life's in a rut

Cutting this deep
Doesn't make me feel so weak

I press deeper till I feel the bone
Sliding the razor back and forth I feel so alone

Snap! The blade breaks
And with it my heart aches

Half the blade is burried deep inside my wirst
The other is crushed in my bleeding fist

I yell out not in pain but with doubt
One more shout

I fling the half in my hand
Throwing it like its a small grain of sand

Punching the wall
I start to fall

Finally I look to my throbbing wound
The rose color of my blood spreads too soon

I'm bleeding out
And yet I smile not shout

Slowly sliding back
I close my eyes energy I lack

With the last of my strength
I twist its length

The piece in my wrist
Making a hole

Much like the one tearing at my soul
So now I assume I've reached my goul

Death is here
Life no longer near

As I die now one thing shows my weakness
A single tear slips down and I taste the sweetness

Of the gentle kiss of the blade
My life is over dear lover I'm sorry I caved.....