I know it may seem stupid to you,
But to me it's the only way out,
Out of my confusion,
The way out from my problem,
Somedays i don't even know,
Why i do it,
But here are reasons,
I have thought of.
When the going gets tough,
I feel like there is no one,
I get the urge,
And somedays it happens.
I know the scars will be there for life,
They will be there,
To remind me of what,
The tough times were.
When i see my blood,
Dripping from my wrists,
I feel like all is leaving,
Me and my body,
And i can be reborn.
After the tears i have cried,
Knowing that it is wrong,
I still keep going,
So i can create my pain,
Just for myself,
So i don't hurt you.
Though in my heart,
I know that my scars,
That you see does.
For this i am sorry,
And i hope you to understand,
But like i said,
When i see the blood pouring out,
So does the troubles,
Anger, and confusion does too.
This is my way to cope,
And with you understandng,
And also your support,
I know i can fight it,
But if not i know i can slow down
Author notes
I myself know what it is like tryin to expain to sumone about the cutting n yea... hope it al works out in the end
A contest entry
- Cut: To The Point by Lets Get Tragic.
1300 points, ended August 2, 2008, 16 entries
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Comments
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pure and honest purging.
this is tangible and evisceratingly striking to me.
brilliant job!
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great poem, release is definatly helpfull in anyway. i can definatly relate in some way, i use my music and work as a way to release the stress i feel sometimes. definatly an enlightening poem.
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A deep poem.... I know how this feels, I could relate a few years back, I hated the pain life brang
but there is always a way out in the end. No one should be subjected to self-affliction. Great poem however thoroughly enlightens those without the knowledge of why it is done.
Love, your sis
~Emily~ xx
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