Cutting Edge (Poetry)

It was the cutting edge
That lovely silver razor
So sharp it could slice through anything

It was a release
A freedom
A way to loose the real world

I thought it was the best
When I learned it was the worst
It wasn’t right

This cutting edge was harming me
Taking me away from life
From reality

It was killing me
I was dieing
A Slow death

Losing who I was
Find it hard to live life
Because it was an addiction

It was like a drug
I couldn’t go with out it
I need it

The cutting edge took me on a battle
One that was hard to fight
One that I had to learn to survive and I did

Now I no longer want the cutting edge
No longer need it
Because I am free from it

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