For so long you were my friends
You were my cure, my faithful friend
Your cruel claws tearing me
You bathed in my blood for years
I was weak and selfish
You took advantage of my weakness.
For so long you were my life
My solace, my coward’s way
You ruled my shaky hand
You joined my tears in bitter marriage
Never did you turn away from me.
For so long you possessed me
Held me to your razor smile
For years I bled out the pain
I needed you near me, always close
You kept me in your silver eyes.
For so long you proved I was still alive
I don’t need you any more
Not another moment of my life will you claim
You will die of thirst
So do one good thing, the only thing you can do;
Find someone else to hurt.
Author notes
I haven't cut for six months now and I'm doing okay, sometimes I feel like I need it and I have almost given in ( I had one lapse) but for now I'm happy to say I'm an Ex-cutter I hope it stays that way,
A contest entry
- food for thought- ♥- cutters, noncutters, and ex-cutters by Immortal Obscurity.
875 points, ended November 10, 2008, 16 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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very good
i love dhis poem i wish i could say dha same thing. Pero, i try and try so hard to stop cutting nd i just kant do it ive been cutting for almost 4-5 yrs. I had stopped just like 4 months ago i was clean for 2months and fell back into cutting...im trying really hard to stop cutting for me and for my baby!! But it is really hard, how'd youh do it to stop cutting? -
I wen't a while not cutting but then i had a rough night and the next day wasn't so great and i cut, so tomorrow will be one week since i last cut =\. Cutting never strays far from my mind
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Really good poem and very well done for going 6 months without self harming, you inspire me to try the same, and that poem describes the relationshop between people and the items they use to self harm really well.

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very good
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I may not be a fan of cutting poems, but it is nice to read other things for a change instead of the same ones. and i didn't just click on return the favor button, I wanted to read this one
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Okay
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Not a fan of cutting poems, but i like the fact you don't have the descriptions about how deep or how hard the cutting goes so for that bravo.
NS
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tis hard to stay not cutting... sometimes pain eases pain,
love ya,
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Good for you!
I'm glad to hear you've found other ways of dealing with the pain. From what I've heard, giving up the blade is like nailing Jell-o to a tree; but it must be so satisfying to show that razor that you've bounced back.
Your ANs also reminded me of a song by Sixx AM:
"You know that accidents can happen, and it's okay;
we all fall off the wagon sometimes.
It's not your whole life, it's only one day...
You haven't thrown everything away."
Just thought you might appreciate that
Anyway, your poem... This is exactly what I wanted. It shows a great amount of strength, while still being poetic and not forgoing meaning for the sake of rhyme. Well done, and thanks for entering.
Laura

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Nailing jello\jelly to a tree, thats a really good way to describe how hard it is giving up
x Thank you!
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you're welcome.

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Thanks so much for commenting and for the Gold
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Well done girl! I admire you for being so strong. Hope I'll be able to say the same one day. Love this write, I love the last few lines, thats how I want to feel! Great write. xds-gx








