Nothing remains in the past,
It is so easy to cut,
Ease the pain of life,
The scars will always remain
The last time felt like the final,
More promises made
to myself and others,
Promises made to be broken
Each cut deeper than the last,
Every sweep of the blade
brings with it an ecstacy,
A freedom, an escape
One day I will cut too deep,
Lie bleeding in peace
Waiting
A contest entry
- Adult Graphic Warning -- Truly a Dark Quickie (Pic is up) by SuicidalLover.
525 points, ended November 12, 2008, 9 entries
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Excellent
You have wrote this one so well, it comes right from the soul. Best of luck to you
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