Seconds of my life each day
That I should put aside to pray,
I use to cut me with my knife,
To try and end my inner strife,
And keep the pain at bay.
Everyday my glass fills up
With poison from my soul.
So I use my knife on it;
But the poison drains so slow.
Just one sip from that cup,
And I know that i would pass.
So I try to drain the cup,
But it fills up so fast.
The glass is always there,
The cup that keeps on filling;
When I use my knife on me,
I know its only blood thats spilling.
When I do not cut myself,
The glass does runneth over.
Then I see the depression coming,
And I try to run for cover.
I hide and use the blade on me;
It is no poison lover.
Some say its wrong to do this;
It reminds them of the devil.
But I know they cannot see the glass,
And its rising poison level.
I try to explain it to them,
That I need some release,
But they don't want to hear it;
They care nothing for my peace.
So sometimes when the glass gets full,
I take a taste of poison.
I let myself get really down,
And then I try to show them.
As of now, the cup's still filling,
The cuts just heal as scars.
I fear to rid myself of it;
I'd have to go too far.
I'd have to end my life,
Using my own knife;
It'd be a bloody horror.
Author notes
Written by by: N I C K B
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i really loved this is make me think about things i havent faced myself
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wow, the concept in this is amazing.
i do find when talking about suicide it can be hard to avoid cliches but that clearly isnt a problem here. i feel its so real.
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I like the imagery in this. I really like your usage of a cup and it constantly filling with poison that needs to be drank.
I really like how in most cases people would -want- to fill something up, but you have switched it around and made it something unwanted.
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This is a good poem. So full of emotion.
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This is definitely an expressive piece when written for depression. I have been in the same situation in my more youthful days when I was around the ages of 12-14. Amazing write, and so darkly penned.
Thanks for sharing & entering your write in A N Y T H I N G ~ G O E S ! Good luck!
M a r l u x i a
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Everyday my glass fills up
With poison from my soul.
So I use my knife on it;
But the poison drains so slow.
thoughs lines right there are amazing.
This is so sad it makes me want to
jsut take that cup for you and throw it up agenst the wall.
This was so meaningful and i think a lot of people can relate to the whole cutting thing i can myself
Not so much anymore i havnt done it in a very long time. I moved past it. But its cool to read something and i can just sit there and say i know how that feels and that just freaking sucks.
Amazing job thank you for entering my contest.
best of luck to you.
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Excellent phrasing but I feel some wording is awkward and really upsets the flow alot. But nicely done otherwise.
Thanks for entering.
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I like this poem. as I read through this I could feel the painful emotions. you did a great job on this.
good luck in the contest.
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You have portrayed some powerful emotion here, very well penned! Good luck in the contest
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Great!
This poem brings forth emotion; and even for someone who doesn't cut, I can understand the pain you've had from what you wrote. Thanks for entering and thanks for following the rules! -
You write with so much talent. Emotions in this poem is really very strong. All the best in the contest and for the future.
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Great poem.I can relate.
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i dont know what to say. i felt you poem deep down.
awesome poem!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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great poem! its a realy great way to explian it.
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