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Razor blade

Razor blade razor blade
Sharpe glass shards
Knife blades
And all things sharpe.
These are my only friends

They slice into my flesh
Crimson blood flows.
Blood and sharps
Their my only friends

Razor sharp
To cut my skin
Get the badness out
Leaving trails of blood
Many scars left behind

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Razor Blades and Pain

I feel sharp pain
As the cold razor blade

Slices thought my skin

I relish the longed-for
Pain

It's the only way I feel
I control something

I watch as my
Red blood

Falls on to the white tile

The stinging is still there
A reminder of what I've done

Again and again
The red lines appear

Gently painting a blood red picture

Depicting my life
My struggles

My hate
My sorrow

Everything bad in my life
Every overwhelming thing

Each red stroke helps me

Gives me the will
To go through one day after the next

Living for the next moment
Razor blades

Paint my picture
Dripping in rose-red ink

poem by Autumn Winds
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Everything is broken nothing is right

Everything around me is broken.
Nothing remains a whole.
For anger overtakes my life.
Leaving me in hell of a rage.

I have a broken heart.
I have a broken body.
My head a mess.
My heart shatted in a millon peices.

Broken trust broken life.
Broken bottel broken glass.
Nice sharp razor blade.
Blood pouring down.

Blood running in a stream.
Flowing peacfully away.
Now the badness is free.
If only for a while.

Repeat the cycle.
Dont face to my emotions.
Just cut it all away.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Cutter's Suicide List

My friend Kayla Szpytek wrote this poem. She never thought her poems were good enough, but I took it upon myself to write some of them here for her.

She wrote his name upon her wrist
Did all the things from her suicide list

The cutter's suicide list reads,

Get a razor
Get a gun
Won't be long
'Till the job is done
Cut the veins
Blow the brains
Never again
Will it be the same
Shards of glass
Blood everywhere
Nobody notices
Nobody cares
Bath of blood
Shower stained
1,2,3
Let's play a game
Gun, razor, glass, blood
Her final closure
The list is complete, her pain.......finally over.

poem by Devin Morris
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Your Blood Seeping Through the New Blood Flow

The razor is the one that cuts the wrists
Drawing blood with every slit
The razor is the one that makes anger let go
Your blood seeping through the new blood flow

The gun is the one that takes your pain
Leaving loved ones and some shame
The gun is the one that lets life go
Your blood seeping through the new blood flow

The pills are the ones that cause endings
Swallowing twenty without pretending
No life left leaking when you swallow
Your blood seeping through the new blood flow

Suicide is your way of giving up
Because you think your life's bankrupt
Suicide your way of letting go
Your blood seeping through the new blood flow

poem by Free Faller
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Razor Blade

A ella le dicen Razor Blade,
Por que te corta al respirar
Maneja todo tipo de arma,
Es un espia internacional,
No se podria suceder,
Que estemos juntos otra vez, tomando Whisky en un hotel,
Planchando plastica
Fuimos la mente de operacin inframundo, en Tele-tlan,
Tumbamos miles de transmisoras de rayos P, satlites,
Ella es Razor Blade she is razor blade.

song performed by by Zoe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Cut

To cut
Takes away my inner pain.
It releases my emotianal state.
To watch the blood flow.
To me is not blood.
Its all the badness inside.

I have a load of bad feelins.
Inside eating away at me.
so when the razor.
Slices a new cut.
I no I can brake
Free for a short while.

Blood is red
Its precious to some.
To me its the bad
Stuff flowing away.

Do i have a desire to stop?
Yes I do
But for the moment I cant.
Mabey one day I will.

But as I feel
Everything is black
I have to
Get the badness out.

Blood of me
Is red
But should be black.

Some say im crazy.
Mabey I am
In their opinion.

In my opinion
Im not
It dont make me
A bad person.

Its just a tempory relaese
Its not permanant relaese
Only the scars are
Forever
But in time
They fade.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Razor

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Smashing Pumpkins - Razor
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Razor in my hand
Nine little lines in someone's hand
Shot down from this group
I wish for something and I know it isn't home
Razor in my hand
Six little lines in someone's hand
Lay down, rest your head
You reach for something, and you feel something sting
Razor, razor, razor, razor
Want it
Now you rip apart who you are
Deliver
Yeah, you deliver who you are
Oh, razor
My little razor
Oh, razor
I wanna go
I wanna go
I'm like a junkie, I want it all
I wanna go
Want it
Now you rip apart who you are
Deliver
Yeah, you deliver who you are
Oh, razor
My little razor
My little razor
I wanna go
I wanna go
I'm like a junkie, I want it all
I wanna go

song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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2008: I've Got News For You

Words describing the
Sharp silents sounds
Of a single edged razor blade
Slicing through wrist and vein - -

Blank verse summoning sights
Of dark red blood pumping
Into a clutterd sink - -
Is not poetry.

Expaining the blood stains
While cleaning up the mess
With bandaged wrists the next day - -
Is not poetry.

It may be cofessional.
It may diffuse a fire
That was buring out of control.
If anywhere it goes in your diary.

Don't fling your bloody wrists at me
By making up a metaphor.
Until I see the scars,
It is not poetry.

poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Slish slash my wrists

With a slish and a slash.
My wrists pour of blood.
Blood surrounds me.
My emotions are free.
Only for a while.

With each new cut
I have to make.
I loose all hope
That things will ever change.

With a new scar.
It has the story to tell.
What a mess im in.

Each cut
For a reason.
The dropp of blood.
All the hatred
All the pain
It contains.

With the slish and slash.
Of the razor blade
I have a glimmer
Of hope
Just to get
Through the day.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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End of Abuse

To far away
To be reached
You're to far
To hear me speak
Headed down
Annihilation
Completely ignoring self-preservation

Black and blue bruises
Divided by distraction
Attracted to the intensity
The razor blade
Brings them satisfaction
Their blood is dripping
Carrying away years of pain
They giggle to themselves
The've found revenge

Falling down
They curse those who care
Screw you, screw you, screw you
Blood soaks through the air

Just go away
Let me leave in peace
You weren't there
The times I was hit
Burned, raped or cut
His loving words
Began and ended with
you freaking slut

Go hit yourself
see how you bruise
Burn your own skin
Smell the flesh
Cut your wrist
Till blood flows free
Or rape yourself

Soon it's respect you'll lack
I have the last word
I'm dead now
And not coming back

poem by Matt Mondschein
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NO more SUNSHINE

A new morning arrives but I can't see the sun rise.
All I see is the darken clouds in my light-less skies.
Heavy rain pours down from the clouds on my worn surface
Lighten strike thunder roars another hard hit to embrace
Wind so bitter my skins feel like it's being slice with a razor blade
Everything is being up rooted by the wind that won't fade
I am hold on for life but I seen no end to this destructive force
It's not a known storm; no weather man could've seen the source
It's more like a predator/a carnivore and I'm the main course
Eating at my heart and soul nothing left no remorse
It's the darkness of storm on my most terrifying of days
I prefer my skin get slice repeated with Chicago wind's razor blade
No more tears can fall from these dark clouds of this rain storm
I must accept this faith/find my shelter, and move on
It's easy for me to say now but without you my divine
I feel the rest of my days I will have NO more SUNSHINE

poem by LoKis White
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Lovely Razor

Cut deep lovely razor
Into my tender flesh
Release the scarlet torrents
Flow free
Bright and fresh
Scar me lovely razor
Where ever you can touch
Let me lean upon you
My shiny silver crutch
I ask you lovely razor
Make my outside match the in
So the world sees what's it done
And that they might just win
Heal me lovely razor
Of the pain deep in my soul
And keep my feelings locked up tight
Now that is my end goal
Stop me lovely razor
Before I cut to deep
Or else I shall be on my owm
In the long and final sleep
Don't my lovely razor
Cross the empty void
For I want to rest in peace
Cause my life you've destroyed

poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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This balde

This blade was,
Once silver but,
Is now blood red.

What have I done,
I have to hide again,
The tears have fallen,
For another night.

My arm is now covered,
In blood red stains,
I wish i could erase,
All my pain.

The blade was sarrated,
The worst type of all,
Smooth ends are dated,
Just like blades that are small.

This blade was,
Once silver but,
Is now blood red.

What have I done,
I'm falling asleep,
Again

written 19th may 2010

poem by Jess Jayne
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Razor Blade Alley

Oooo I didnt talk too much, in fact not at all
But to ask for the price I was to be no fool,
Moneys no time to waste or to shoot up the wall
Yyou got the know how, the place did you take media school
She led the way from the alley back to her house
Must not be seen going in must not be seen coming out.
She said I looked mighty but thin
She told me im gonna give you a second helping
Oooo razor blade alley, Ive been there,
Razor blade alley neither of us cared
It was the prime time but the wrong place
It was my first time, I hope my last date
Im just to shy to check in, but this pain of these razors is cutting in
Oooh felt like a knight without shining armour on at the time
She thought she was in a dream, floating up on cloud nine
Now I awake,
She is nowhere,
But the razor cuts deeper everywhere.

song performed by by Madness
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I Bleed in Silver

i bleed in silver
metalic color from
the gleam of steel edges
reflected in the moonlight
silver drops
like unicorn's blood
their's filled with magic
mine just with misery
silver blood
from each of us slain
on the tip of razor sharp blades
as a beautiful being
is destroyed and
destroys itself
i bleed in silver
in my world of black

poem by Nick Downer
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In a place

Razor in hand.
Blood flows as my skin bleeds.
I have to do this.
I have to bleed.
Its what my body needs.
I need the pain,
I need to feel.
My heart feels made of broken steal.
I have to do this
Just so I feel in place.

My body needs the pain,
Its much better to be able to feel.

Inside I am numb.
My brain is all but mush.

Now the blood is flowing freely,
At last the locked up tears are out,
they flow in my blood freely.
I am in a bad place,

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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You know why I love the rain? Because no one knos I'm crying.

You know why I love the rain? Because no one knows you’re crying
By: Jean Pullman

I look at you with the pain buried in my soul
You say you see it but I say you don’t
I feel the razor blade swiping across my skin is the only answer
I know you don’t understand

CHORUS
It’s raining so now’s the time my tears come
I go in a corner in my room and slice my leg
Watching the river of blood
You might think I’m crazy
I’m just depressed
And I love it when the rain comes

I wish I could just tell someone how I feel
But my mouth is held shut by an invisible hand
I locked my heart and threw away the key
I will no longer let it break the heal and break again
Why can’t you love me for me
Why must you expect me to be something I’m not
I wish that love didn’t kill me little by little
Because I’m almost dead

CHORUS
It’s raining so now’s the time my tears come
I go in a corner in my room and slice my leg
Watching the river of blood
You might think I’m crazy
I’m just depressed
And I love it when the rain comes

This time I’m going deep
I’ll hit the vain so I will no longer feel pain
My heart won’t be broken I’ll be set free
So the rain comes and washes away the blood
No one will know when I died
Crying it was you I thought of.

poem by Jean Pullman
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Suicide! !

Suicide
It's all i think about
Suicide
Can't get it out
Suicide
So hard to resist
Suicide
resist the urge to slit my wrist
Suicide
wishing i had a gun
Suicide
all i have is a small razor
Suicide
so i drag the blade across my legs and arms
Suicide
wishing to do myself much more harm
Suicide
and i wake soaked in blood
Suicide
cuts all over my body
Suicide
and im still somehow alive
Suicide
deep and long so much blood lost
Suicide
how am i still here?
Suicide
I really need a gun
Suicide
one day... one day
Suicide

poem by Kaliaha Hogue
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Lose you

tears flow from my eyes
my mind is racing
palms are sweaty
as you tell me you don’t want to do this anymore
you cant
you don’t believe me when I say I love you
you think I’ve fallin out of love with you
and your questioning your self if I ever loved you at all

I’m thinking what have I done
what did I do
what will I ever do without you
the tears are clouding my eyes
like smoke at the end of a waterfall

I run over you and try to kiss you
thinking that will make it better
but you push me away
and tell me I cant change your mind
that your leaving and that’s final
you walk out of the door
not one tear rolls down your face
I droop to the floor crying
I crawl to the porch
watch you drive off without even slowing down

I collapsed on the porch and the last thing I thought is
when I lay my head down and drift off to sleep
I hope I never wake up
cause without you there is no point in me living
for you are who I am today
and you are in me
without you I am not whole
once you are whole you will die if you become one half again

I walked into the bedroom with the razor blade
because you had taken the gun
muttering the words I cant do this not without you
I slice my wrist as I watch the blood gush from my wrist
I pass out because of the sudden blood loss
you will always have me
so why did I
have to lose you

poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Bleed Away

Let me bleed away my pain.
Let all the hurt and fears dissapear.
The cuts go deeper and deeper.
As I choke on my tears.

And I wonder why.
But I already no.

Razor blades are my only friends.
The sight of blood.
Theese are my tears for I cant cry.

I only want the pain to bleed away.
I just want to be me.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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