I think about my broken heart, <br />as i cut my arm apart. <br />My little razor blade so keen and sharp, <br />It couldnt match the pain i feel inside. <br /> <br />I've lost my feelings and all my hope. <br />All i have is this razor that is so sharp, <br />Here with me on my bed. <br /> <br />Family down stairs they do not know why, <br />My arm is cut so deep. <br /> <br />My arm bleeding. <br />My little razor so keen and sharp, <br />This makes my arm match my heart!<br /><br />Rachel Beresford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-little-razor-blade/
