Marks that are burning in my skin,
fluttering away thoughts of sadness.
I can't smile once I see me arm shaking,
but I stop to think otherwise.
I feel the need to do this,
but my body is dying slowly.
My mind is in a wreak and can't think,
my soul drowning in mistakes.
Happiness is just around the corner,
I know the feeling right there in my heart.
It pumps harder as the blade reaches skin,
red blushes as the blood comes slipping out.
I didn't want to do this,
I swear the world around me.
Don't make this harder than it already is,
a broken body will just crumble anyway.
So I will fade soon enough for the joy of pain,
slipping away into nothingness.
I will fade into the background,
and nothing else will be said.
A contest entry
- cutting yourself just for the pain by Purple-Meow.
425 points, ended October 26, 2007, 20 entries
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wow this is really stong i like this write alot
very good luck in my contest
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