Blades

Rivers flowing red.
Soon you know you'll be dead.
The razors thrown on the floor.
Curtains closed,
You've barred the door.
Silent screams echo the room.
You try to breathe,
But your throat closes over.
Suffocating you.
Your lips turn blue.
You lay and watch your wrists
Pouring out your heartache.
All your pain and suffering
Soaking into the carpet.
The blades glinting;tarnished
By past betrayals.
Each scar longer.
Each pain harder.
The razor bites deeper
Opening up your wrists.
Cos your heart refuses to thaw.
Closed up after years of torment.
The false promises
Words spoken of sweet seductions
And eternal love,
Rust and die
Just like the blades
Embedded in your flesh.
You're getting weaker,
The pain is lessening.
Your release is coming soon.
Take your last breath.
The last thing you see
Before you close your eyes,
Is the razors on the floor
Soaking in your peace.