razorblades

they're in the junk drawer
for now
I hope that's
where they stay
for I would really hate to find
the mess of you
they'd make

I only wish I could be stronger
I only wish I could be clearer
I wish I could read within your soul
for then I would know
how to make you
harmless
to yourself

you know we love you, dearest,
but do you know what would happen
if you left us?

please don't make me find out...