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Regret

I can't erase all these decisions
they came from a place deep within.
I'd made them with precision
as my lips became a grin,
now I face this ridicule
that was brought from my actions.

I used it to ease on my afflictions,
though now its my addiction.
To rip and tear,
to pierce the skin
as I slowly make an incision,
I bite my lip and pray for peace
as I slowly seep out my release.

I never have accounted for
this price I have to pay.
I hide my shame,
I scream to god,
"PLEASE LET THEM FADE AWAY!"
To my dismay
I scream in vain,
on my flesh they're here to stay.

As I go about my busy day
I must hide away the pain.
To reside behind a hollow mask
forever cracked and frayed.
It used to be a game to me,
to split the skin and watch it bleed
as I commit this awful deed.
Though now regret will take its toll
in this life I choose to lead.

So with remorse
throughout life's course,
this burden I have to keep,
forever until the day I die
when I finally rest in peace.

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  • cazzy71
    June 18

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    Utterly brilliant

    Wow! Some of the end words were positively well chosen and positioned.Precision,ridicule,incision,frayed,all so well used and fitted poem structure superbly.

  • really well written and it is powerful to me alse a self harmer and it portrays how you and find things, a secret or a way to express yourself.
    I really like this one and the title gives it great respect and i really enjoy this poem

    • thanks, i was in one of those moods ya know, it just kinda came out. i chose the title because its true, i regret every scar i have.

      • i regret every scar i have and every scar that still comes, yer i know them moods


  • EmptyFrame
    May 21

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    A painful reflection of self injury. I personally always think of Self Injury as a strong shaping point in my life rather than a secret pain that I hold within me.

    Though, people stand on all sides of the map, so I can understand this being someone's opinion. A good friend of mine thinks similarly. Good work, the only advice I have would be to tighten up the rhyme scheme a little bit and to smooth out the connection between the lines.

    Otherwise, good luck in the contest!


  • Guerrero
    May 15
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    i really liked the way this one was written. amazing

  • Thanks for entering my contest.
    The rhyming was good, and the words went together, for the most part, great.

    Good luck and great write!

  • Very good...

    I'm pleased that you pointed out the choice that was made because choice is the brother of accountability. This is indeed a deepening issue that we as a society live with, particularly the young. You have described the pain and habitual practice of 'cutting' very well. I don't claim to understand it, but I know it is a huge problem. People think it is attention seeking behavior, but somehow I do not believe that.
    The mind is a bottomless pit of addictions.
    I think your rhyming inhibits your obvious talent.
    A good job though...I hope it is fiction...
    cheers,
    Helen Woodward.


  • BiTeMe
    May 11

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    *shock*

    this is a scary poem!!! its well writen though and i enjoyed reading it ^^

    i understand whats going on too as i can relate

    carry on the good work

    cli
    xxxx

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