Left to live my life
with a mother who is mental
no chances of her ever showing love...
The urge to cut and cut
I took that blade..
my very first scar was made!
blood was everywhere
though I did not care...
the pain was so bad
a pain I could'nt bare
I thought what my friends would do
If they found out about my addiction
It made me think but yet I just carried on...
the days were hell the pain would dwell
every scar marked on my body was a day of torment
not wanting to live my future..
A girl so sad and hurt left to live her life
being treated like a piece dirt...
Author notes
Option 1: basically I suffer emotional abuse from my mom and she makes my life hell.. so yeah hope you like it
A contest entry
- The true pain...(options) by Walls-within.
750 points, ended September 20, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
i dont know wether you'll like it...:(
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I am so sorry that you feel this way. I hope things are better now and if not that they get better for you soon. I can feel the pain. I'm so sorry you're dealing with this.
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eeeesh, the word that comes to mind is MORBID, oh well it was amazing anyway
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My eyes filled with tears as I read this…. I feel for you and I can feel your pain… but please don’t cut your self ! reflect on the other side and find what’s good…
And one though you should know
You’re NOT a piece of dirt!
You are loved
Shuberth
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CONGRATS SWEETIE! You got an honorable award! That's where it all begins. You are well on your way.
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Its an addiction alot of us know. One day we break free and all this will be just a memory. I am sorry that parents can't treat their children like treasure. I know I do with my kids. Well done and good luck!
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very good
it was excellent but youve got to stop cutting yourself i used to do it and im happi(er) now and i have lots of disgusting marks up and down my arms and legs and some on my stomach. Their not pretty and when my boyfriend sees them i wonder what he thinks.... -
Aww sweetie, trust me; you wanna try and stop your addiction.
I did it at your age and I seriously regret it now (ish 16) I refuse to go out in the cold now coz of the scars that become present. It's not pleasent at all and it shatters ones self confidence.
I'm here to talk to you if you need me
Claire x -
This is a very well written poem, though I think that the Rhyme is sort of off, and that sort of takes my attention away from the poem itself. I hope that you get better with your cutting. Best of luck in my contest.
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yeah thanks for the advice but i dont think i'll win your contest i never win any
I'm not even talented or good
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Good job Natasha! You are getting better and better. Love this poem, great imagery, emotion and again I know how you feel. Except my ex-husband was the abuser. I'm in the contest also, so good luck!
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thankyou good luck
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Great poem Natasha! I sympathyse so much! My friends at times make my life hell as does my family. My favorite words to tell myself are: " You are so stupid and an idiot, you can't even recognize when a friend starts cutting!" I hope that you win the contest Sis!
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I doubt i'll win i dont win any contests soo yeah i dont really stand a chance all you people are so good at poems and I'm not well i dont think i am.
natasha..x
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