The Razor's Edge

Copyright © January 30, 2002 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
All rights reserved

Endlessly alone, 
these lonely emotions 
do flow in a torrent.

Hopeless, fruitless, pointless,
is my existence.

Lost and found only to be once again lost.

Together apart for all times.

Pain go away,
puzzle be solved.


Oh, to embrace the relief 
that this razor's edge does provide.

I do grow cold,
I do grow weak,
I am now getting my release.

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Just a bit of a chilling write. No problems here:)