An ode to Razors

The store is having a sale!
Death! half off!

The Razor Of Pleasure
The Razor of Reason
You take away all the pain
till someone acts up again

you help me deal with issues and events
but still the lies cuts wont prevent
stealing eyes making others blind
the way i feel
screaming undefind

i feel the blisters that make the bite
and still i try to hold on tight
this worlds unfair
and i dont dare
to change a thing
for the hate it brings

Oh Beautiful Razor.
Cutting deep and true
why cant you show others
that blood isnt just red but blue

my eyes
they sting with anticipation.
i cant wait
my intrest starving for answers

my cuts
they get infected
for the shit i do to myself
people that take advantage of um
make these cuts go deeper
making this world less fair

let the whole world play in traffic
excluding me.
i'll enjoy the depression of the whole world dieing
i'll enjoy hearing your new born children crying.

why do you love that child so much
forgetting that he'll soon die too?
it doesnt make sense.
Or am i missing something.
or do i know too much.

nevertheless, oh fine razor
show others what you do
not for the attention
but for the exaderated feelings others get by my cuts.