Cut my hands
Slash my face
Not of the human race
Make me ugly
Make me scarred
Socially I’m barred
Hurt my outside
Not within
That would be a sin
What you see
Is what I get
It helps my blood to let
One pain gone
One replaced
So what if I’m de-faced
It’s what feels good
I knew it should
Just leave me, if you would
A contest entry
- Mental Illness by piccola.
1000 points, ended November 13, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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they say cutting relieves emotional pain...I do know people that have done it in the past. Thankfully they got help and learned to cope another way. Thank you for this entry.
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Good Title
I like the play on the meaning behind "Self-Improvement." This is certainly much darker than any poem you might find in a self-help book. My favorite stanza is the second one for some reason. I think I like it because it gives commands, and then explains a current state of being.
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This is a grea piece, it shows how much society can be cruel to those who they feel are somewhat different... well done on a great piece
Karen
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