the blade💔

The edge so fine,so keen and cold, It whispers all my untold thoughts, I shiver at each word, My finger traces the clean cut edge, Each price showes power, Letting the lies win each battle I lose, I close my eyes wishing it wasn't real, The air in my lungs mixed with life and death, As I stare into its reflections, I see more then just my demons, I see all forces of my loved ones, Their laughter and loving words, I lower it with trembling hands, Knowing its all too precious to abandon, Choosing to let the light it, Staring with fear, Knowing it could take alot away