Razor Blade

I walked up the stairs earlier today I went into the bathroom cabinet And found what I thought to be my best friend As I dug the razor into my supple arm I started to think about all my friends And their lives And how much worse theirs are And I start to think about all the love I get from them And how much love I get from the family that I make out to be terrible The blood started dripping on the floor I started feeling oozy And my mind wandered to all the fun times I had with family and friends And I started thinking about all I would be missing I further imbedded the blade into my veins I start to think of all those on this wonderful site And how much I would actually miss you Even though I don't know you all I took the blade out of my arm Applied pressure to my hacked up arm And threw the blade across the room After bandaging my arm I called my friends I didn't tell them, but some knew ~~My friends are the ones who saved me My friends are the ones I can truly count on My friends are the ones I could not live with out My friends are the ones I would miss if I were gone~~just thought you might like to know i killed all the razor blades in my house i was yelled at for that but at least the temptation is gone for the time being and thank you to all my friends thank you for being there for me thank you for caring enough to notice ~~vicky~~ Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 01:24 PM PST   0 • 12