two yours ago i tried something,
im ashamed of even today,
i cut my wrist and swallowed some pills,
and tried to take my life away.
i'd take my knife and dig it in,
and just watch myself bleed,
it started as a habit,
but soon became a need.
i thought what i was doing was ok,
but that thought was about to end,
but by hurting myself,
i began to hurt my friends.
the time it took to stop,
sometimes just got so hard,
whenever i wore short sleeves,
i was always on my gaurd.
i don't remember the day or time,
i finially took back my life,
i just remember the relief i felt,
as i threw away my knife.
ever since i quit,
i finially feel free,
i smile and laugh more,
and for once, i feel like im being me.
Author notes
im not sure this is what you want. my point is that it's hard to quit, yes i know that. but believe me you feel amazing after you do. if you ever need to talk just send me a message on here.
A contest entry
- Make Me Want To Quit by californiagirl.
1000 points, ended March 8, 2008, 12 entries
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Comments
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Wow, this poem is so powerfully written. I love what you did with this and where u took it. I wish u best of luck in the contest.
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I loved the hopeful tone to this poem. The rhyme flowed nicely for the most part. One error I noticed was in the first line you wrote "yours" and I think it was supposed to say "years." Capitalization may add a little to the poem as well, although that is debatable. Thanks so much for your entry and good luck!
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