I walked wearing a shirt that covered my chest,
I wore bands and bracelets to cover the rest.
I covered my legs, and I covered my neck.
Underneath the clothes I was a horrible wreck.
I went home everyday to relieve all the stress.
The scars are one reason for the modest dress.
I cut and I cut and didn’t wish to stop soon.
I cut at seven o’clock, eight o’clock, and at noon.
I slit once for my mom, and once for my dad.
I slit once for the happiness that I never had.
I even may have cut once for you.
A contest entry
- Not All Beauty is Colorful by XxAmongtheBrokenxX.
430 points, ended March 2, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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i love it
its a good poem -
first 4 lines are my fav part!
good right hun!
keep it up...
hope your doing ok
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i like this poem!
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This sounds so similar to the past year of my life... 'nuff said.
Anyway, this is well written.
Good luck in the contest!
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I walked wearing a shirt that covered my chest,
I wore bands and bracelets to cover the rest.
I covered my legs, and I covered my neck.
Underneath the clothes I was a horrible wreck.
this is my favorite part...i can relate so much
great write
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Um....depressed much? Well,this is really good and you really need to keep writing!
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welcome to allpoetry
Sad to know how many people do this ... I understand but there are much better (and creative) ways to relieve the pain and stress. Writing is one...
you can take all that emotion and write vividly the colors of each one... then maybe the blade won't be needed. I hope so anyway.
You did well writing this out. Keep writing.
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This poem has great imagery and emotion, but the rhyme scheme makes it seem very Dr. Seuss-y.
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