As I draw another razor across my wrist,
The blood releases my pain.
The crimson flow runs down my arms,
And I fear no more.
I am so angry at the fact its me.
Why do I have to be the one?
Hiding in my bathroom,
Crying with tears of never ending pain
They call it Emo,
But I cant help it.
I love what it shows me.
I can hear the music, but I can see the blood.
The adrenline of it,
I did it.
I was my creation.
My doing.
I have no room for others to hurt me,
I do it myself.
I draw this razor
Author notes
Ashley DiGiovanni...i dont know
A contest entry
- Emo word bank by xlilliexdiesx.
425 points, ended May 24, 2007, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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You know how I feel about the emo shit, but I used to be a cutter myself, so I know the feelings that you go through before and after the incident. Cutting does not make you emo, it is an addiction and a disorder. I wish you the best of luck with this.
-David
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I know how you feel Ashley.. I'm not gonna tell you to stop... It's like an addiction, and it does feel awfully good... I found myself some help for it though... I'm all takin care of... You ever need anything, let me know ok?
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I really like this but you need to go back and read the rules and change acordingly thanks
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Thank you for going back and reading the rules. and changing what needed to be changed.
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no cutting no no no no no no no....please?
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honey! BAD! *smacks you* no! ONCE YOU START IT IS FUCKING HARD TO STOP! BAD! NO!
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