Confusions rattling inside, tearing me apart,
Screaming and pleading for the end.
I take another toke, hoping to forget,
Wishing for a single moment of relief.
No one understand that the memories are killing,
They scratch and they tear until I break.
Pushing me farther away from reality,
My mind wants one thing but my body fights it.
Oh my dear blade where did I go wrong?
Please bring my sanity and skin back.
Allow me to live without your healing,
The relief that flows through as you slice.
Digging deeper and farther trying to search.
For what I don't think I will ever know.
I feel destined and trapped in damnation,
Unable to find my way from your medication my precious razzor.
Author notes
A poem that I wrote about cutting.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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You're really good. Makes me think about a lot of shit. I wish i would have never cut. But we live. you're an amazing writter.
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Hey hun!! This is another intence poem! and I know how you feel about memories always comming back to you! Its really hard and like Ive ALWAYS told you I am always here for you! Keep writing its a great way to let out your feelings its such a great release!!! anyways take care
Love ya lotz
Ashley
BFF
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This was very captivating, but know that we love you. we barely know you..but we do love you, and we love hearing how the people on here are healed. this was a very well thought out write, and remember that no matter what is wrong poetry is in your control.
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