The everlasting urges to embrace that silver blade, knowing the power and release that it can bring, each time that sharp edge slides along the skin.
The stress and anger all seem to vanish as it slices up and down the flesh, not knowing the control it can have when the first incision is made. I had such innocence about the vice that would one day take over my life.
The endless covering up of my limbs to hide the shameful truth of how I cope, hoping that no one will ask how I got the deep slashes upon my arm. Having to lie to my friends and family to avoid hurting their feelings, I feel so ashamed; the lies are just as bad as the truth.
My heart rate increases and I feel the rush, like a cold sip of water on a hot summer’s day, the instant relief it brings. No one would ever understand the hell of what I go through day to day, encouraging the behaviour that slowly changes my entire being. Becoming deceitful and concealing not only the perpetual scars, but my true personality.
Who would have thought that I would like the pain as much as I do? I know that people on the outside just wouldn’t comprehend how one could be addicted to opening healing wounds and creating new ones…
Well I guess it’s hard to explain.
A contest entry
- [Ad]Vice by Walking Oxymoron.
700 points, ended October 15, 17 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow this is painful
and intense..di you really find thate lsuive relief....after the session with esilver blade....I would really like to have that as feed back..now I am intrigued enough to reserach cutting motives -
oh wow, you really deserved gold for this. i have many friends who do this, and i really feel for them, but i truely have no idea how they can stand the pain? it is something i am glad never to have tried because i have had no reason to. i'm sorry that you and so many others have a reason. this was a beautiful poem that really made me stop and think about self harming. and like i said, i still really don't have a clue, apart from i understand you must do it, not why. great work. see you in the next round xxx
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Oooh, Prose work!!
I already know what this is about. Good work. It fits the title well, and it's rare that I can feel something so quickly.
Gliding gliding gliding......
I like that you 'embrace' the blade. Sharp hugs, huh?
I think in the second stanza, you should change the word knowing to something like realizing, just because you've said knowing twice in a short space of time...
Incision, new word, like it! Ooooh, and the enxt line!
I had such innocence about the vice that would one day take over my life.
It's so true, there are people who actually want to start doing this to themselves.
I think it interesting that you say you use your vice to 'cope'. Like it's as normal as having a cup of tea.
I know what you mean about the lying. Saying something is not there when it is...hiding the truth because you're afraid of reactions, finding other ways to do the same thing that makes it less obvious... feeling ashamed that you can't just be 'normal'..,
I feel so ashamed; the lies are just as bad as the truth.
I Loved that line.
Oooh, some physical reactions here, the heart rate, I know what that means. Imagery here, I know this is a relatively new thing for you, but by God, it works.
Becoming deceitful and concealing not only the perpetual scars, but my true personality.
You're writing this very well, should I be worried.....?
Wow...
I'm actually speechless. You've rendered me speechless!
That last couple of lines...wow.
You've talked about everything, explaine dit well, and then said...
Well I guess it’s hard to explain.
Wow... I have...nothing left...to say.
:Intake of breath....:
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