It started with a little drop
A simple little drop.
I told myself it didn’t hurt
But still, I couldn’t stop.
A little cut across my wrist
It grew to two and three
I might have stopped if you noticed
Kept my heart from bleeding
My razor is my only friend
Drops on floor all I leave
My heart breaks fast, please stop it now!
But still no one cares see.
This is my story, pain, and yet
Still you’re caught in your own
I tried to warn you, now too late
For my life is now stone
Author notes
ok, so i'm not a cutter. I'll admit that. And yet, I like every other freakin' human being feels the same feelings a cutter does, and have moments where I wish I were dead. I don't think this should consume anyone, yet at the same time, i think its a very passionate angle to take, one I like to write from. I just try to remember that there is somethign beyond the pain...a beauty I can't understand yet. And one day the pain wont matter.
A contest entry
- PIC PROMPT! by Lonely Christina.
600 points, ended June 10, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hello once again, couldn't help but snoop to your page, I must say you certainly have a way with poetry, every world truely represents the many negative emotions, but as you stated in your notes, we all have our ups and downs, the times when we want to cling to life and fear death, and the times when we wish we had never been born in such a fateful world.
Cutting has now became a fasion trend, Don't know why, it's sickening, you got the people out there who truely suffer from depression and all these trendy people do is insult them.
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Outstanding
I agree with what you are saying. We learn more through the difficult times in our lives and sometimes we all lose faith. I'm glad you are not a cutter but I think it took a lot of empathy to write this poem and every respect for looking at this with fresh insight. A dark and moving poem.
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Left speechless (almost) by poem. Great poem in another's voice. Yes, we all have those moments but in your case it does matter a lot because you are a talented poet. Good luck in the contest!
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good luck and yes trust me there are so many different feelings between what a person and a cutter feeels ie done it but trying to stop..but all in all great write keep up the good work
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i do agree with what XX-emo-girl-XX said...seems like you are saying you feel what a cutter does even if u dont cut, not sure how tht is possible? yet this poem rocks lol if u didnt tell me u werent a cutter i woulda believed it....good luck
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just because i don't cut doesn't mean that i've never had the tempation to do so, i think that's wherein lies the difference. but thanks for the comment
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i didnt say u havnt..np
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DONT LAUGH
this isnt a bad poem, but it kind of feels like an insult to those who DO cut! u said u werent a cutter then how do u know what cuting feels like! im stopping but i've done it!! yes you said that u have had thoughts of dieing? [who doesnt] im sorry if this makes u mad i just wanted to say that!!! btw u are a very good writer DONT STOP
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yah, i of course totally didn't mean it to be an insult. all i meant was that hey, i know what it's like to feel empty, to want to cut myself, and to be tempted by death. that's all. but thanks for the honest comment. that's the best kind.
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