Take the razor, pull out the blade <br />Everlasting condemnation, bleed into a memory <br />Damaging darknes, blinding reality <br />Eternal mayhem, due to my stupidity <br />So ominous yet so cunning <br />Confront the violence and the demon spirit <br />Crawling in the dark <br />Searching for my life, ending up back at the start <br />Fearing niether death nor pain <br />Thoughts of chaos running through my brain<br /><br />Rachel Weaver<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/damaged-3/
