broken razor



yet another late night
or is it early morning ?
i really can't say i care
again i'm all alone
again i'm staring at a blade
what drives me to this ?
the blade gleams
under the black light
the reflections shatter
i'm sick of the cuts and scars
i break the knife apart
and i burn what's left
it still reminds me of myself
i've been shattered
and what's left is destroyed
today i leave it behind
today, i'll be me again


cmg

11/21/00







my abyss...
black notebook