I Can Feel It (A Poem)

The razor's 
Sharp edge

I feel it

The razor 
Kissing my wrist
A bit too roughly

I feel it

Skin ripping
Veins opening

I feel it

Dark,
Red,
Warm blood

I feel it

Pouring from
The razor's
Newest kiss

I feel it

The blood-covered 
Floor
Bed
Towels

I see it

Life and soul
Drifting away 
To darkness

I feel it

I'm dying 

A far away noise
Startles me 

I hear it 

As I awake 
It was just a dream

But

I can feel it

My Wrists, My Pain (A Poem)

Arms sore from wounds,
cut wrists dripping blood,

Crying wrists,
red tears pour and flood,

Life is darkness,
nightmares lurk,

You can’t stitch,
broken souls,

Dreading life,
loving darkness

I dream,
of suicide,

I imagine,
ways of death,

Pain,
gets me through the day,

It kills,
the Demons,

Red tears,
purify the dark soul

Burning pain,
satisfies screaming ghouls,

The red river,
is the stream of pain,

Tossing me,
pulling me down,

Without my pain,
I am nothing,

With my pain,
I am nothing.