She looks around with her all knowing eye
Little to they know that it’s her soul that lets out a cry
It’s a cry for help, wanting to get out
Keeping this secret is hard to not to talk about
She wears long sleeve shirts all day long
Secretly thinking she does not belong
Laughing, and running, and joking around
But when she goes home, her body shuts down
She goes in her room and she locks the door
She can’t keep on living with the emptiness anymore
She grabs her blade and takes a deep breath
Hoping that this will bring her own death
She pushes the blade deep into her wrist
She keeps pushing harder without the resist
When she stops with the cuts and looks at them hard
Knowing forever she’s going to be scarred
She lays down on her bed, and just stares at her wall
She can feel that her soul is beginning to fall
Feeling the blood pour out of her mess
She closes her eyes as she takes her last breath
A contest entry
- Slough of Despond... dark poetry contest by gasolinequeen.
550 points, ended February 10, 2007, 41 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - depressed by serenity silvermoon.
450 points, ended April 4, 2007, 39 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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this was a great poem and i no how it feels to be this person because the day i turned 8 years of age to age 16 i was a cutter and no one know about it but its not fun to hide stuff like that believe me i fault like i was lying to my brother and i told him almost everything this was a great poem but very sad thanks for sharing and that God bless you and keep you in his prayers DI.
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It's something I can relate to but I think it would have worked out better with a different rhyme scheme or something... I'm not sure... it was good but it seems like it's missing something. Anyway, I enjoyed reading it
Thanks for sharing, and best of talent in the contest!
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This i would have to say is one of your best but i love them all!!!
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Very touching, hit home.
The way you put this in poem is amazing.
This grasps at my heart, I am sorry for what you have went threw. I to carry a secret, I have needle marks apon my arms that I hide from the world, and locking myself in the bathroom and knowing that this may just be my last high becase of over dose or it being bad goes through my mind every time. I just resently told my oldest daughter and my husband what I have been doing, and that I need their help. check out my poem I wrote today.
Your in my prayers.
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your a mom and doing this? wow...well, at least your getting help! I very much admire that! I wish I had the strength to ask for help...
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mom
what strenghth are you talking about? help me understand tasha!!!!!!!!!
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This is so very sad!!! Beautifully written though. Your words pulled me in until the end which is how it should be. It's so sorrowful when something tragic like this happens. If this really did happen to you, my heart goes out to you on this cold January day. Keep up the good work.
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thank you...that means alot, and yes it really happened to me and is still. My friends think I'm this happy go lucky girl...if only they knew huh? lol
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it's saying that theres a girl who looks and sounds happy but inside she's screaming for help!
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