SLICING

by callie   Oct 14, 2004


YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
HOW ADDICTING.
HOW FULFILLING.
HOW SOOTHING.
HOW AWESOME IT FEELS.

YOU START AND YOU CANT STOP.
THEY GO FROM THE BOTTOM TO THE TOP.
THIS HORRIBLE TORTURE HAS RELAXED ME.
ITS HARD TO MAKE PEOPLE SEE.
IT DOESN'T HURT AND I DON'T WANT TO DIE.
AT LEAST ITS CUTTING AND NOT GETTING HIGH.
ITS A WAY TO RELEASE MY UNFORGETTABLE PAIN.
I WONDER IF MY FAMILY STILL THINKS I'M SANE.
I KNOW I SCARE THEM, I TRY NOT TO.
BUT IT SEEMS AS THOUGH THERES NOTHING I CAN DO.
NOW ALL I ASK ARE FOR THE QUESTIONS TO DIE SO THAT I CAN SIT AND SIGH, SLICE AND SIGH

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  • 19 years ago

    by Kaitlin Kristina

    This is good. I write about cutting too. Its a good way for people to see into the psychological reasons for cutting and understand it, because most of the time it is so hard to explain to people who just dont understand. Keep up the good work!
    With love, K. Kristina

  • 19 years ago

    by *Elizabeth*

    WOW!!! luv this poem!!! I can relate!! this poem rocks!! keep it up!!

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