Razors On Soft Skin

By: Amanda Tatum

Firmly held in your hand

Resting on your wrist

As it glides side to side

One mark at a time

That would never be enough

You'll never be fine

If your anything like me

Your skin,

It bleeds

The giggles

There an act

for this life scene

Your skin might be soft.

that is until you pass

another scar.

The indent in your skin.

because that's the one,

That can't just blend.

That scar isn't

just fresh

and that wound isn't just

another bloody mess.

Because the thing

held firmly in your hand.

That razor it doesn't give a damn!