Crimson:
The color of the liquid that now flows from her wrist. She
turned to her trusty 'friend' that's never failed her.
Razor:
This is her 'friend', the only one she can ever rely on. She
puts the trust in it's hands now, whether to go deep beneath
her skin or shallow above her pulsing vein.
Depression:
This is why she turned to the razor. The feeling of being
low and unworthy of any source. She stays locked away in
her dark pit of hell spending quality time with her 'friend'.
Suicide:
This is the results of spending time with your 'friend' just
to watch the crimson liquid flow out.
Sounds like fun....NOT! ! !
Jade's Pain
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crimson-razor-s-depression-and-suicide/
