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The Razor's Edge
Am I really in pain, or can I even feel?
What's the point in living, if I am not real?
I tried the straight and narrow, but could not stay on
Every time I lost my step, all I knew was gone
Flash of light on silver, and a few drops of red
Flesh is cut and bleeding, or is it in my head
My wrists begin to ache and everything goes black
My lover's bloody kiss quickly brings me back
I feel the lips again, suckling at my wrist
Pressed down upon the sand, held by a single fist
Struggling in the passion, fighting off the pain
Life within that is pulled out, screams, cannot sustain...
Too weak to remain awake...I shut my eyes
Another flash of silver and I hear my lover's cries
Istruggle to stay awake, I taste the bloody lips again
Fighting a losing battle, the sleep will soon begin
White lace tied on the bleeding cut to stop the flow
I wake, crimson lace, the only way for me to know
It was true although it seemed but just a dream
My lover's lips by moonlight had a lucious crimson gleam
I cannot go back to innocence, I've fallen off the ledge
Impossible after the ecstasy...Of the razor's edge
-Midnighte
