Beyond the borderline

[strubbel]

No stars around me,
just this lonely darkness
soak me up,
me an my tears.

No words around me,
just this overwhelming silence,
wrap me up,
me and my thoughts.

No warmth around me,
just this dangerous coldness,
gobble me up,
me and my anxiety.

No one ist there
to wake me up,
to help me out,
to take the razorblade away.
I´m doing what I can
to cut my skin
and no one can see
my relief.

(Anmerkung: Zum Glück kein aktuelles Problem mehr, aber das Gedicht gefällt mir immer noch gut.)