There you sit deserted and alone,
Gleaming as you call out to me.
Reminding me of how you help me heal,
How your sharp kizzez allow me to feel.
I crave your blade digging into my flesh,
As a red river begins to flow smoothly.
The beaded coral representing my pain,
I long for your touch to mutilate my skin.
It's been a few months since I've needed you,
The need to bleed has come once again.
The memories are becoming unbearable,
Dear blade, It's time for you to come out.
Will you please allow me to feel real?
Allow me to finally fade away.
Help me finally rest in peace,
This is the end of a never ending battle.
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a poem that i wrote in class yesterday about cutting.
Please tell me what you think
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Amazing!!!!!!!!! I really like this poem alot. I can relate to this very well. I know what you are feeling for I feel it. Cutting is like a friend our companion. It is there when we need it and it helps us get through. I hope all is well for you. Take care and keep on writing.
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wow
that is a really good poem.... i can relate to it and thats what i try to see in poems. good job
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This is a great poem for an in-class write. I know those feelings really well. I especially like the second stanza, it stands out most to me.
Great job, I always like to read your poetry. Your very talented.
XxXKaela
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I'm sorry that you're feeling this way. Please don't do anything to cause yourself harm. Now onto the poem. I think that if you reworded some of it, it might have a better flow. As is, it kind of seems to be stanzas from different poems thrown together to make one poem. That being said, I think it does have the potential to be great.
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