The razor brings relief from the pain that burns within.
I watch the sadness bleed as I tear apart my skin.
The notches in my arm replaced each single tear
that would have fallen down my face had I not made them disappear.
The drugs numb my mind so that I never have to see
the images that kill every single part of me.
Cocaine brings me laughter, and a smile that will not fade,
but it doesn't do as good as the sharpness of that blade.
I love to starve myself as I slowly shrink to bone
because I cannot stand this life I live alone.
As the pounds melt away, I face my own reflection,
and am proud of myself for reaching such perfection.
Though these things ease my pain as they numb each part of me,
I cannot help but realize that I am my own worst enemy.
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I used to cut myself a lot. A lot of people that I knew did it for attention, but mine was well hidden and concealed through lies. I have not done that in a year, but the temptation has come back once or twice. I know that everyone cannot have the same 'stopper' for things, but mine is the guy I am with. I met him and I have changed in so many aspects. Gah. I am telling life stories when I should be commenting!
This is very good. It tells a sad story, but one that I was able to relate to in ways. (Cutting, starvation, booze and pills....) Wonderful work.
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Wow you sure have poured your heart out in this one
Poetically wonderful and the imagery so very sad. But everyone has their own coping mechanisms and none of us can judge you hun. I pray that in the future your pain will ease.
Gaylene
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I pray you don't reach for that blade any more, I pray for you every day that your pain should be eased away
Sean
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bravo....bravo...oh bravo..conratulate yourself on your poetic brilliance
T
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