The psychotic silence
It runs through my mind
I have nothing to live for
And nothing to hide
Why must I keep it
All locked in my heart
I'm slipping under
I'm falling apart
I want the blade
To ease my fears
It won't be more painful
Than crying these tears
The crimson blood
That spills from my veins
Rolls across my skin
Releasing my pain
As the blood flows
My troubles disappear
Everything that's been
Locked up all these years
The crimson faucet
Flows steadily on
Until the veins empty
And the pain is gone.
Author notes
Wrote it after a cutting incident. Read and comment please. Thank you.
Written March 8th, 2004
A contest entry
- Show Me Your inner Pain by illipenandpaper.
650 points, ended April 18, 2004, 50 entries
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wow.. I really truly love this poem.. it is wonderfully written and I can very much relate to it.. please please keep up the awesome writing.
~tiredtears~
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thanks for your comment! i really appreciate the support in trying to stop. i will say more later but im at school now. lol.
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nice poem though sadly depressing yes like many have said it before this is a touchy area for me cuz yes i admit it i do cut and a lot of my friends do to though i do not encourage it i will not discourage it all the time i liked how this poem flowed and everything about this poem i write poems about this topic a lot to lol but most of my friends actually love to hear these poems and hey if it keeps you from doing these things go ahead and write them the more power to you there....i write them to keep me from cutting for a few hours too so i understand where your coming from....
well i hope to read more from you soon
good poem
me
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Hey take up a hobby. Help the poor, cuz their lives suck.
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thanx
thanks guys! i really appreciate all the comments i have gotten!! wow, i usually dont get this many. i will try to comment on some of you alls work soon but ive been really busy. i will get around 2 it tho!! thanks again!! -
I agree with the above poster... the symbolism behind the "crimson faucet" is imaginative and wonderful. An extremely beautiful, yet disturbing poem you have here. Great job!!
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I love the way that you compare cutting to a crimson faucet, thats really creative! great job i could really feel the emotion in the piece!
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Wow, very nicely done. I love the idea of 'crimson faucet'. Beautiful. Sad, but beautiful. A fabulous write. Bravo to you!
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thanks mindee! i hope you enjoyed it even though it was kinda a weird poem. thank you for your comments!! i appreciate it!
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Whoa. This is disturbing yet wonderful at the same time. I really like how you put some soul into it, and it didn't seem forced. Good Job, Keep it up. Off to read more by you!
~Mindee -
Thank you, Decosta. It is a really personal subject to a lot of people and I have a lot of people who hate reading my poems because I tend to write like that. Thank you for your comments! I appreciate them! --- ashley
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This was so emotional and painful. I got a physical pain in my stomach because it felt I was the one losing my life. It was so real and almost personal even though I have never had this type of experience. Well done.
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Thanks Wyvern. I know it's kind of a bad subject but it helps me if I write to try not to cut, you know? Thanks for the comment, I really appreciate it!!
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that was flippin deep and a good cutting peom not that cutting is good but well put i got a friend who writes cutting poems Good Write
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Thanx, I really appreciate it. It's not unwanted advice, trust me. I'll end up needing someone and have no one to turn to with my luck and I know I will have people to turn to thanks to you and Tommy (AngryFlames). Thanks.
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Thanks for your response. I really like knowing other people feel the way I do. It's rough feeling like this, you know? But yes, thank you so much for your comment. I will take a look at your poem. Read through my other ones, too, if you like. They are almost all about how I feel. -- Ashley
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Thats understandable ^-^ I started smoking and god is that hard to hide >.< But you can't blame your mom for grounding you, she's worried and doesn't know what else to do (my family just ignores everything I do, sometimes I wish they would do something about/for me) If you don't feel as though your mom understands why your doing it, just talk to her. She might not agree with it, and she'll still try to prevent it, but at least she'll understand why. And maybe she'll do something to help you be happier. (like how my mom is finaly getting me on meds to fight my chemical embalance ^-^) anyway, I don't know if this has helped in anyway, or if its just unwanted, unsilicited advice so If you want to talk any time, I'm here ^-^
later
-bre loves you -
It's kind of hard to explain. I feel as if I have nothing to be ashamed of or hide but at the same time I feel so horrible of doing it that I have to keep it locked up and hidden from everyone. Especially my mom. She grounds me and stuff when she finds out I've been doing it.
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that was really good, i completely understood it through the whole thing. i know how you feel, everyone goes through bullshit, some of us cut, some smoke, some drink, but everyone has one thing in common, no matter how much money they have or how good they look, they still suffer. happy thought huh? you should read my poem 'suicide' if you want sometime. keep up the good work,....-Tommy
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forgetting the actualy words for a moment, the rhythm is wonderful and this is a fun and easy read. The poem is sad though... I've known to many who choose this as an outlet and it hurts me alot when I realise my friendship isn't enough to make them happy. I used to cut, and I've tried suicide, and I think you'll find (or hopefully have found) that its not the answer.
Anyway, good write - but one thing confuses me...
"And nothing to hide
Why must I keep it
All locked in my heart"
If you have nothing to hide, why is it locked away?... j/w
-bre loves you
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its a sad and disturbing read..as are all poems about this subject...the first few lines were confusing though..you say you keep it all locked in your heart, but first you say you have nothing to hide..that was a bit confusing..other than..good job on writing this..and i hope you no longer do this to yourself!
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awesome
See all of this is so very wonderful. I am a very weird person and your poetry makes me look into my own mind. I am a very sad yet happy person. My friends and I have a group called the Happy Pessimists and that is who we are. Thank you again for this look into your thoughts. I really hope that you join my contest and good luck in you future contests.
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Thanks for the comment!
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like the rust poised above, choking out the blue.
trick
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