Razor Deep
the razor slides across my skin
pleasure and relief i feel within
they ask me why
all i do is cry
i am hurt so deep i dont think ill ever heel
there are no more layers on my heart to peel
i cry and shake when i think of you
and they day you left and made me forever blue
i look to the sky and wish youd come back
i wish i could once again hear the voice of my dad
the memory of you will never leave our hearts and minds
your spirit is here for all of time
i love you and know now youre finally happy
no more drugs and alcohol or sorrow
i love you and ill think of you the day after tomorrow
yet you wont be here and ill fall into the dark
laying there lifess with a broken heart
poem by Jean Pullman
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