Why i cut

by stephalee   Mar 31, 2006


You wonder why I cut my wrists
What makes me make all the slits?

Well when you're sad you get this feeling
That your mental wounds simply aren't healing

And when you take that shiny blade
And look at the scars that you've made

Feel the razor bite your skin
A little line so small and thin

Your pain leaves you, making your body go numb
I know to you this may just seem dumb

As you watch the blood seep out
Something inside will make you want to shout

Close your eyes press you back to the wall
You won't feel any pain, none at all

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  • 18 years ago

    by lonelynow

    I like it..it could be longer but i like it how it is! well done!

    xxxx

  • 18 years ago

    by k i k i

    Thankyou so much for your comment ;) love your stuff, you have a great talent! Take care xx

  • 18 years ago

    by Bitten by frost

    You've got tallent, i could feel the blade touch my skin. i hope to read more. i hope u write more. stay bloody

  • 18 years ago

    by Rachele

    OMG..I LOVE this. That is the same reason I cut too. Great expression. You're a really good writer. I can definatly relate to that. Good Job. :)

  • 18 years ago

    by Katie

    Mmmkay then, I would like this poem if it was longer. If not you should make it a quote or something..

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