- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Too Late
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Slowly slipping down the razor's edge,
blood flowing freely like a spilt glass,
I watch as my life drains away.
Waiting for the darkness to consume me,
I think back on what drove me to this point,
of all the hurt and anger, mistrust and lies.
Raging silently by myself as each crimson drop seeps,
tears streaming down my cheeks,
but not from the pain of the cut.
Time after time, abused and bewildered,used and abandoned by all.
I can't understand why I was the one,
building and building in sorrow and regret.
With sudden insight and flash of hope,
I realize that I am much stronger than YOU ALL!
But by then... too late... I fall...
