My mind and flesh are numb.
So cold this shell, in which I dwell,
And so my demons come.
Why can’t I feel no joy, no pain,
My God, I’m dead inside.
I need to end this living death,
My senses have denied.
A sharpened blade on naked flesh,
It rests before the slide.
I take a breath, defy the death,
And let the razor glide.
A line is formed in razor’s wake,
As blood stampedes the slit.
It drips and runs, it stings and stuns,
A recess from the shit.
I feel again, I smile and cry,
I need to go again.
I place the blade back in the slit.
So deep, so strange, Amen!!!
The flesh is warm, the blade is cold,
And so my senses reel.
An alien tip inside my flesh,
There must be more to feel.
I lay back holding hand to wound,
Like a junkie with a fix.
I laugh and cry, I smile and wince,
My brain needs pain for kicks.
Author notes
Poet: Fritz O'Skennick
In a list
A contest entry
- Cutters, Bleeders & Blood covered chocolate by Devilish Temptation.
600 points, ended August 10, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Anorexia, Bullimic, Self harm? State your feelings! by Lsh-x.
475 points, ended October 2, 2008, 31 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - The Painful Side of Life. by November-Dani.
900 points, ended March 1, 47 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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So real. Deep. Raw. Wonderfully expressed.
Thank you for entering my contest and best of luck to you.
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Wow, a very very powerful piece. So much emotion exhibited here. Cutting is another addiction, that's for sure. Superb rhyme and flow, and amazing imagery. Bravo! Good luck to you in the contest!
♥ Kathraina

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Yish. This one is a little too close for comfort. I am a former cutter (six months & no razors in the house) as is my boyfriend so I can relate to this one in a painful manner. You've managed to capture not only the allure of the blade but the leery pain that follows. The last sentence, in particular, makes the piece.
Nice job!

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This is absolutely amazing.
I see I'm not the only one who compares the crave for the blade to a drug addiction.
I'm off the stuff. And I still crave it like it was yesterday.
Great work
shinE* -
very nice. im not much for cursing in poems, but u...u make it work. awesome.

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Nice work, this really touched my heart! This piece is powerful and somewhat took my breathe away! I loved it!
Your words are strong!
Thanks for entering, good luck
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This really sad and heartfelt. Wow what a moving and creative piece of writing. I loved every part of this poem.I can relate to it and your poem is powerful it takes the reader into the dark world of your words
well done thank you for entering such a good piece and good luck in the contest

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nice work
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Holy Sh*t...you must be able to read my mind! This is so on target with how I feel so much of the time. Very well penned dark poem-and I do enjoy dark poetry.
Take it easy my poet friend.
~Monica


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Spoken like a true masochist, my friend. I've been there so I know what you mean. I hope these self fulfilling prophecies go away with time, but if not I hope they ease up a bit and let you find peace. All the best for you.--SC


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Your weakness is your greatest strength my friend.
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This has an amazing flow to it, you don't miss a beat! The rhyme is also extremely well done. I love the theme, darkness bleeds for your words superbly. Very well penned
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Another fantastic write!
(as if I were surprised) ;)
The flow is amazing , it has rhythm-
I imagine that comes easy for youbeing a songwriter/musician
It certainly appears that way...
Great write!
~Pastel

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yes i do agree with the other dude, this flows exceptionally well. amazing work and very detailed description of what you feel before and after
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This poem is really revealing. The flow to it is amazing and I do envy your ability to write so well. I can relate with your poem too which makes it mean a lot to me too. Keep writing- your good!

















