I said no to the razor 

So it just

sits there

Heavy

I scream 

And 

I dream 

of ripping 

Whatever

This is

Out

Is it too frightening to look at? 

Would I break?

Why is it still there? 

I've risen from the ashes 

Yet it lingers

Immune to my destructions

The shadow in the corner

My own evil?

Inner hell.