It numbs the denial,
My mind is suicidal,
"Drop what your doing."
"Pick up the razor blade."
"Bleed."
That is all I hear inside,
I need to silence this dictator,
My mind resents me,
My body chose me,
Could anything be worse?
I want to live,
I want to breathe,
I want to scream,
I want to see,
I want to cry,
I want to die,
Why?
Crimson streams leak from my veins,
Is this what I have come to?
To cut my flesh to know I can feel!
Just to know I'm still here,
To know I'm not invisible to you,
To know my love is true,
I can feel pain for you,
For both of us.
The Crimson Flows.
A contest entry
- An outside view of youth by Suicide Hotline.
525 points, ended June 12, 2008, 15 entries
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550 points, ended June 29, 2008, 84 entries
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Comments
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Really symbolic and depressing poem, I liked the hints of rhyming. Really be careful with cutting. Although it is very a cliche topic you did a very well done job. This expresses deep feeling.
-GL in contest -
Wow. So much soul and meaning. Rare to see someone who descibes something with such detail. Bravo, and keep the ink flowing!
Alvamear
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Nce work, I like the flow of it, and I like how your screen name matches the last line of the poem. It's a cool touch.
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I really liked this. It summarized a reason for cutting very well. I also likedthe last line, it really seemed to pull the whole thing together. Excellent write.
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I can also relate to this, great write and good luck and thank you so much for the entery!
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I can relate a lot to this poem!!
Great Write!!
u rok monkey sox!!! (sry had to embaress u)
but in all seriousness I love your expressiveness!!!
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