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Cut

It's one swipe at the creamy white skin,
one simple action and then you've got a label.
The skin opens, and out pours crimson pain,
as it drips down your body, and falls to the floor.
For one minute you feel something other,
then the pain that lives inside of you.
You do it again, just to feel alive.
Soon you've become addicted to the fast searing pain,
you don't think, Cause it feels good.
The scars on your body leave behind unfinished stories,
of a past and present, you'd prefer the world not know.
Your friends try to reach you, but you feel unworthy,
besides who could help you?
Your everyday actions are screaming "I need help!"
but this world is so fucking blind, they think they know,
but secretly they turn away from you.
It all comes to a crash, the world continues to move,
in a steady rhythm around you, but you don't notice.
You become a zombie, the prisoner of time, waiting for death to take you.
Death consumes your thoughts, and you begin to wonder if he'll come soon.
Why not leave this miserable hell-hole behind?
Cut the strings of your life, so you won't suffer any longer.
Your sick of everything, so you grab the sharpest tool,
and take another swipe at the creamy white skin,
after all it's just one cut.... right?

Author notes

This is a time that I went through... I'm doing better now, but I want people to know that they aren't alone, because I thought I was.

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  • Mila7
    July 9, 2008

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    Great poem.... its... it reminds me of a friend, and there is so much... I relate to this

    "but this world is so fucking blind, they think they know,
    but secretly they turn away from you."

    And I was the friend trying to reach for somebody who couldn't see a way out.

    "you'd prefer the world not know.
    Your friends try to reach you, but you feel unworthy,
    besides who could help you?"

    I tried... but then in the end sometimes you have to heal yourself.

    A blunt honest poem great write


  • lilblueeyesmine1978
    June 23, 2008

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    When someone goes throught this sort of pain, thay almost aleays think that they are alone in their pain. But we are never really never completely alone in our pain, thanks for shasring this and i hope to read more from you soon.


  • unanswered
    May 28, 2008

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    This poem took me into a troubled mind. It was full of emotion and the metaphors where brillantly done. Thank you for entering and good luck in the comtest.


  • FlipperSwitch
    May 11, 2008

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    I think you did an absolutely wonderful job at describing the thoughts of someone in this position. I think cutting the strings of your life makes a great metaphor as well- and your ending is stunning. Very nicely written, thank you for entering.


  • MYsecondchance
    May 8, 2008

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    i like this very much line re a bit long but it really dorsn't mater most of the stuff you've writen i've liked


  • shadow-cry
    May 7, 2008

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    I like the concept behind the poem and it's really effective although I think your structure could be improved as it seems like prose at the moment. Variation of line length, rhyme or stanzas and if you organise your thoughts a bit more would significantly improve the piece. Other than that well done.

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