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Why my life why me?

I scream at your picture because
your the one who was hurting me.
I played with my razor, hoping
that would be the end of me.
I cry at night, for the blood
dripping all over me. No ones
here to understand, not no
one, not even me
tonight it was the first time I cut

myself and now i do it everytime.
one little slit is all I need.
To help me live
to help me bleed.

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  • PrabhuDayal Khattar silver member
    February 7, 2009

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    Ah..indeed a touching begining..very soft and very much painfiul image is there while sharing the heart of the poet..well done..


  • faint.
    January 2, 2009
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    Amazing I liked it


  • Of you
    January 2, 2009

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    so touching and painful once again, how hard it is to feel pain all the time inside your heart...


    I hope you feel better soon,
    Antonio


    ...you deserve everything


  • St. Poet
    January 2, 2009

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    yes emotional pain is the worst, i should know about that. one thing i alwase find useful with my emotions, is that they help me make poetry. Kepp writing, and to you my best wishes


  • dreya.boo
    January 2, 2009
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    this was really deep to me... i iike!


  • Guerrero
    January 1, 2009

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    Emotional pain is so much worse than physical. This piece poured emotion. You did beautifully on this. Stay strong my friend. Today was hell,yesterday was too, but tomarow may bring peace. Great write!

  • Sycogirl16
    January 1, 2009
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    Very nice.

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