The razor or the knife

Why oh why do we touch it?

Why oh why do we want it so much ?

When it's blank surface touches our skin, all it does is draw blood.

It gives us pain and scars, yet relief to our aching hearts.

It relives us for a while.

Yet each time the cuts get deeper and the scars more and more.

Why oh why do we need it ?

Why oh why do we feed it?

It draws our blood and consumes it.

Takes our pain and chains it.

Makes the days bearable even more terrible.

With a price so charitable it's irreversable.

It doesn't matter if it's shown .

Because in the end our life can't be decided by a knife.

Why oh why do we use it?

Why oh why do we Choose it ?

We may use a razor tough it burns as much as a laser.

Pain is unbearable.

But if life turns out okay,

Do we want scars to haunt us every day.

A memory that never goes away.

Why oh why do we care about it?

Why oh why don't we end it?

The yearning is so strong.

Yet in a while it will be gone.

The cuts are so deep.

Yet soon there will be no more.

The scars remind us.

Of memorys that can never find us.

The ghost in the past, is there always behind the glass.

Waiting for you to yearn again for it's presence in you're skin.

It.

The razor or the knife...

I wrote this cause i don't and i will never support cutting, tough i won't ever judge anybody for doing it or look down on them in any way. I have friends who did this tough some of their surcumstances where servere those scars don't disapear and will never leave you ( depending on how deep you cut ) . If you got any help from this don't be afraid to comment , if you didn't then i'm sorry and hope you will realise that you are valuable in every way no matter what anybody else says you are loved !! <3