Knife-Edge Purity

There's a certain honesty
to the cold steel
of the knife
on your skin.
It doesn't make promises
of love that are lies.
It doesn't play with
your emotions, like they're toys.
It says, "one inch deeper,
and blood will flow,
and pain will blossom.
Push deep enough,
and I'll bring oblivion,
forever."
The knife is brutal
in its simplicity,
unlike people,
whose contradictions
lead to all of my sorrows.

(c) Tortured Cyclone 2015