Bittersweet Solace

The solace of her razor

Sings a song across her flesh

The blood acts as her tears

That have run dry throughall hertests

The cold, damp, flashing metal

Slices through her soul

And she can forget, for a moment

All the unfilled holes

Red ribbons dance along

Unmarked, creamy silk

And as she watches with glazed eyes

The sorrow fills her to the hilt

To rid herself, of her pain

She slices deeper still

And though the voices in her plead

She does what they know she will

As sadness digs in deeper

Also does her blade

She will give her blood for solace

Seems to her a fair trade

But although she doesn't notice

She doesn't think they're there

There's someone waiting to love her

To show her that they care