Looking at the floor
as you throw words at me,
you say I'm a bitch,
you say I deserve to die.
Believing every word thrown,
I let the tears flow,
craving for my blade
to end all this hurt.
I create my own pain
to take away what he causes,
just to make myself feel alive,
just so I can cope.
Over and over again,
my arms, legs and wrists,
just to escape
and create my own pain.
A contest entry
- Make me cry, make my heart hurt, show me your pain by starving-to-survive.
1900 points, ended February 9, 42 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - round one (for everyone) prewrite contest ENTER ENTER ENTER (AND YES THAT MEAN'S YOU too by serenity silvermoon.
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Very good. You shouldn't let whoever causes you this pain continue to do it. I've been there. Much luck in the contest, and in life.
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i really hope that you don't feel this way hun, you know here
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very painful here and touching, so much suffering and tears inside...
...I hope you feel better soon
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Wow, omg, im so sorry. This is incredible. Your pain is so evident and so full of hurt and dispare. I had to read this twice just to take it all in!
Thank you for entering my contest -
HEARTWRENCHING!!!
I sure pray you don't feel like that now!
Some always make others feel sad or hurt but they are then ones who don't count for much in this world. We just ignore them and keep our faith alive.
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