this blood staind razor blade edge
sliding down trailed in red
i cut my self everywhere from head to toe,
Just to watch the blood flow
baggy cloths
make sure the scars don't show
i look at the ground when i walk
watch the cracks flow swirl and grow
never do i sound sad when i talk
but the words of the body contradict
touch me & i pull away
pull me and my mind begins to fray
cry my arms they do but not with water,
They Cry out in blood.
blood flow from the cut
i cut my self to feel the pain
slice my face to make unrecognizable marks
hide the way i think
and with in a blink I'm gone
and new person faceless stands before you
stare him down like a freak,
your eyes follow every little streak
down to the wrist
you here the voice and twitch
Your mind goes in to convultions,
because you find him repulsive. you once loved this freak.
because all you remember,
was you and your old lovers trysts.
but you know this thing can not be him
so you back away
in seclusion
darkness becomes your friend
you think in you mind,
it's time for a conclusion.
no,
no not this time,
this is a revolution.
THE RAZOR BLADE EDGED
SLIDING DOWN TRAILED IN RED
now you've become the monster too
cut away your pain and sorrow
keep thinking that way there won't be a tomorrow
sitting in your room blasting Harvester of Sorrow
reading your novels of Hautman, the songs you listen too
haunting you.
there ain't nothing you can do. save for one thing... run, now run away.
hide in the forest.
your parents freaking out that you are gone
they think you out smoking crack or hitting the smack.
really you're just out hanging, hanging from a tree that is
they find the, body, follow the streaks on the skin, blood still flowing from the wrist.
A contest entry
- come the ones who feel whats not meant to be felt.((WARNING: harsh words are used on this page)) by SignedSinerelyMe.
600 points, ended February 29, 2008, 9 entries
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diffrent but great work!!! I love you!
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i loved it... this is exactly wat i went through.... keep writing... ur good
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This was amazing. I went through all of these things/am still going through it. This really was just pure awesomeness. I loved it. Keep up the great work!
Mel
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This sounds like something I would write back when I was thirteen. Bitterly sad what the situations can lead up to a young person's life. This poem expresses a certain depth that some people don't experience in their life, which is a good thing for them. But for those who go through it, I only hope you will make it through as well. Writing is a good way to release these bloody feelings, and this poem sounds good for that purpose. Great job. :]
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oldie
i'm 18 i wrote this 3 years ago when i was pissed at my aunt. this has nothing to do with my current feelings and it is actually
a revised and semi edited version of my other poem Cut
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