You put a razor blade to your flesh,
Secretly wishing to avoid your final rest.
More or less,
This is just a test,
Would you give your last breath,
To escape from your stress?
How many scars can sink in,
Before you have no clear skin?
You cannot win,
If you have to give in,
Time will still forgive your sins,
If decide you desire to still live.
Seperated by truths and lies,
Life is a balance of laughs and cries,
As you walk the line,
You see the signs,
Only you can ignore your denile,
And make it here for one more smile.
Please tell me what you think
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A nice interpretation of what I felt was self mutilation. A cutter cuts to feel something other than the mental anguish that afflicts them. Well done.
Peace and Love
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This made me cry.
It's beautiful.
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Powerful write and very thought provoking. It makes me think of life and about how people can choose to deal with issues in life. Like, if something sad happens people can either feel down about things or sad about life or they can choose to not let things get them feeling sad and can choose to try to live life and hope for better things and happier days in the future. Keep writing.
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