The Razors Edge

Why is every day a struggle 

today was no different at all 

where are the people who care

are the just pretending or 

is the truth no where to be found 

what will I do with it all 

as I am pushed farther toward 

the one thing to offer me some peace 

as I grab the razor and grip it 

so many familiar feelings it brings 

I wonder is it worth it 

squeezing harder with a tear in my eye 

knowing this may be the only way 

to bring me peace and kill the pain 

that is eating me alive 

how do I go on and on with it all 

when all you do is cry 

with no help in sight 

I fear I may succumb to 

the only friend it seems I have ever had 

all my fears and doubts have come true 

and the razors edge is my only way out  

Reviews

[Paul Bell]

When someday becomes every day of despair it probably feels the get out clause is the razor, but this can also be the stepping stone to move on and prosper. The good times in life make us happy, the bad times make us strong.