I slit my wrists to feel the pain
then watch the blood drip from my veins
I love the smell of this blood...
Cut deep into the vein,
Whatch as it fills,
My open palms...
Memories Flash around
In my head...
The pain and darkness
forms around my soul..
as I sit,
And whatch this blood pour to the floor....
This is my commit,
My addiction....
I put the razor to my skin,
and press hard into my vein,
As I cry out in sorrow...
I find it's hard to breath,
I gasp for air..
As I watch this dark light,
come an take my soul...
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Comments
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wicked...nice and calm.yet piratually dark.
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wow this is good! very descritive and everything great wording. if you ever need to talk to someone im here and all ears. i know what your going through i'm a cutter too. so like i said im all ears anytime you'd like to talk.
Janet
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wow.
very deep and I loved it. I am an ex-cutter and still have many urges and I am suicidal.. I relate to this alot. And you did great job.
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