Shiny Sharp Edge

Restraining myself from using
The shiny sharp edge
Wanting to cut away
The pain, the anger
And the frustration
Having what seems
Nowhere else to turn
But back to
The shiny sharp edge
My chest tightens
And tears sprawl
Down my cheeks
As all the things upsetting me
Flood my head
Shaking, my fingers drop
The shiny sharp edge
On the floor
Unable to continue
Shriveled up in a ball
With tears dispersed
Upon my cheeks
I stare at
The shiny sharp edge
That I thought could help

September 10th 2004
Author:Margot

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