I taste blood in my mouth
Salivating from the thought
Of this tiny razor blade
My eyes glisten in anticipation
Visualizing the damage made
By this tiny razor blade
Control is never needed
When pain is the objective
Of this tiny razor blade
Shame swallows me
From the weakness made
By this tiny razor blade
Alas there will be no more
My being has been cut short
By this tiny razor blade
C.R. Ebowski
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tiny-razor-blade/
