Spoiled Existence

A poem about pain and coping

Spoiled existence

Secrets that hide beneath
Aflame and sweltering inside
Cause my uneasiness to amplify
The need to relax will intensify

Grabbing at the silver razor
My only unquestionable support
Bestowing the feeling of safety
The only thing that can save me

Sliding gracefully on its goal
A pinch will only last an instant
But the agony it will alleviate
Is this my life long fate

Merging on my parted flesh
With every throbbing trickle
Liberating into steady spills
Saving me more than it kills