Tears roll down my cheeks
slowly. As thoughts of why
things in my life changed. It
just didn't seem right. How
could the one I called grandad.
Hurt me so bad?
Night after night the razor
would meet my arm. It'd
slowly go across my arm.
Another scar to go with all the
other's. A life full of pain and nothing
but scars to keep me happy.
10 years of slicing my body.
I'm paying the price. Tears would
stream down my face. Memories of
the past flows back. Memories of what
my dad was like before he changed.
These scars are here for the
rest of my life. Scars from these
suicide attempts. The pain is still
in my heart and mind. These scars are
here forever.
Author notes
This poem may seem crappy but
I was crying while I wrote it.
A contest entry
- Scars by Diminished Capacity.
1900 points, ended November 24, 51 entries
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What did you think?? How'd you feel??
Comments
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This is not crappy at all, you poured your heart out into this write. I am so sorry you have to deal with this pain, if I could, I would take it all away. I hope that you find enough strength in your heart to stop cutting. You did a wonderful job with this piece, thank you so much for entering.
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GGRREEAATT
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this isnt crappy hun
honestly and it says so much, i wish you
luck and i hope things are ok, talk to me
if you need anything and i love the poem
again
-penguin-
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Awwwwwwh its not crappy at all, it almost had me in tears and now I want to give you a tonne of hugs lol so obviously its very effective. The writing style flows well and the emotions in it are really raw. It was awesomes!!!!
One thing tho: I life full of pain and nothing
but scars to keep me happy.
Is that meant to be: A life full of pain...
lolz ive decided instead of giving you a tonne and taking up the whole page ill give you one x 1,000,000 
xoxoxoxoxxx
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