razor blade romance.

razor blade romance.

Those who don’t cut can never understand
It’s not something you can comprehend on command
It’s an adrenaline rush nothing else can compare
People who cut have many people stare
It’s a way to express your deepest darkest pain
If you can’t understand it, then please don’t complain
Love for the metal running against the skin
It is something that nothing else can bring
Watching the deep red blood drip from the deep cut
To the non cutters I am nothing but a nut
Metal penetrating my skin heals my sorrow
In my own pain and blood I will wallow
I have nothing to loose but my internal twinge
When the blood drips I will do anything but cringe
The smile of content marked upon my face
Grinning, means the razor has found its place