Razor Blades For Dinner

"What's your poison of choice?
Where's the pleading in your voice?
Said you wanted more, didn't you?"
Why is the mirror mimicking this too?

My lips move in words I hate
Mockery staring back at me
"You said you wanted more, didn't you?"
Go back to waiting here for you

Drinking acid everyday
I made this the bitter way
I end with dinner every night
Taking bites with you

Cooking razor blades for dinner
Hope you brought the wine
Sing me to sleep later
With that haunted lullaby

"What's the liquid in your stillness?
Why so crimson in the dimness?"
Why is the mirror mimicking me?
Must this turn into a mockery?

Drinking acid everyday
I made this the bitter way
I end with dinner every night
Slowed by poison in my mind

Cooking razor blades for dinner
Hope you brought the wine
Sing me to sleep later
That stupid, haunted lullaby

"How do you cut the deepest now?
Swallow everything down"
And I'm pouring acid in the glass
Doing what you asked

Cooking razor blades for dinner
Hope you brought the wine
Tell that person in the mirror
Sing me that haunted lullaby



by Elizabeth Azpurua