Broken Reasons
You think that this is the best way.
You feel as if your back is pushed against the wall,
And that lightning is coming at you a hundred miles an hour.
So you cry.
And Scream.
You don't know what to do.
You feel lost in a sea of trouble,
And you can't get your head above the water.
So now you sit in a corner.
With the razor pressed against your wrist.
Just ready to let it slide.
But it won't make things better.
It's not going to help!
But feeling the blade cut into your skin,
And seeing the blood trickle down your arm…
It gives you a sense of relief.
No matter how sick and disgusting it is.
It makes you smile.
That pain does not hurt as much as the pain you feel inside.
But these broken reasons should not be enough!
Not enough to take away the one thing you can't take back.
Life.
So you are ready.
You slide the razor down your arm.
You feel what you have been longing to feel.
The Blade slicing into your wrist.
The blood rolling down your arm.
Think about what you are leaving behind.
Loved ones.
Family.
Friends.
When you do that, remind yourself.
Wait…
Is this really what I wanted?