You say you own me, I say go die.
We can't stop screaming, so I walk away, you cry.
You say you consieved me, but you won't believe me.
You gave me life, like I give a shit.
If you don't stop yelling, someones getting hit.
Our family is broken, and I don't care.
Life for me, never even started out fair.
I was born into screaming, bullshit, and lies.
I question my self as my blood dries.
Blood encrusted razors by my side.
I put on a watch, my cuts I hide.
It helps my pain, it is my therapy.
I cut my self to set me free.
A contest entry
- Make It Dark by peregrin.
450 points, ended August 10, 2008, 81 entries
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Wow, this is relly good, I like it.
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my thoughts are i know the feeling,, I love the line Our, family is broken and I don't care life for me never even started out fair.. wow I cant tell you how many time i say that to my self and how i can get out of it.. very good pen keep on writing.. good luck in the contest.
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This reminds me of a dark version of I'll cover you, instead I won't cover you. Very nicely done. Sorry, I was just watching the movie rent xD so, it's stuck in my head. Nice emotions behind it. Therapy sucks. but I have to say, cutting isn't the way. But, I still did it. very nice. luck in the contest.
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I really like the piece, definitely something I like reading!
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There is nothing like the emotoinal gratitude you get when you run that razor across you arm.God,It's like being on ecstasy, I swear.Yeah, were all a little fucked up.
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