Staring into the mirror, I truly see myself.
The careful sugarcoating my loved ones has placed around me melts away.
I am nothing more then a pathetic child,
A pile of repulsive garbage in need of immediate disposal.
There is a cry from the choir in utter disagreement,
But there is one that permits my self disgust.
I bleed for me,
A scarlet tear for every day I have hated myself.
I bleed for me,
Self loathing fuels me to spill the boiling liquid beneath my cracked skin.
I bleed for me,
To prove I am the abomination you said I'd never be.
Reflections never lie, and my truth is potent.
My rose colored glasses are no longer hindering my vision.
I see that I am but a feeble dog hoping for some attention,
A broken slave searching for someone to rule her
I am a complete waste to humanity.
A cry of disagreement echoes from the choir,
But I ignore them while befriending my blade.
I bleed for me,
A crimson orb to illustrate my pain.
I bleed for me,
Absolute rage forces me to slice my frail skin.
I bleed for me,
In an attempt to show you I'm the monster I never wanted to be.
Author notes
I wrote this a few years ago, when I was feeling particularly worthless. Even though friends and family told me how amazing and wonderful I was...all I saw in the mirror were the hundreds of scars and a disgusting girl
-TenderTear
A contest entry
- The Struggle Ended in One Slash. by November-Dani.
650 points, ended October 24, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - A contest reguarding self-harm. by AutumnsFlame.
700 points, ended December 13, 2008, 27 entries
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Comments
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I think your ending could have a greater impact, but overall, it wasn't as teen-angsty as I expected it to be. So good job on that. I would still try and be a little bit more creative with your images if I were you, but this was still a pretty good freeverse poem. One other thing though: The title REEKS of cliche-ness, and if I were you, I would certainly change it. Thank you for entering my contest.
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This is an amazingly powerful poem with great metaphors. I can really feel the pain you had when writing this; I've felt like this many times.
Great job!
xx
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great metaphors and imagery!!! I hope you dont feel that worthless now, great write to illustrate your pain, good luck in contest x
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Fantastic metaphors. I absolutly love this. It sounds you went through a rough time, but you can allwayse get through it in the end. Thank you for entering.
Dani.
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