Let You Thru

February 10, 2012
I lay in the darkness
And fight the urge to cry
You're banging on the door
Trying to get inside

I feel the razor in my hand
The cool gleaming blade
I place it on my wrist
Thinking how its way too late

I think of him
How hurt he'd be
If he came back
And couldn't find me

I couldn't imagine hurting him
Not even for you
I throw down the razor blade
And let you thru





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