Cutting My only way of life

by -Ѕнэ đιεđ ѕсѓεάміηĝ-   Apr 30, 2006


Cutting is my counseling
my only way of life
to feel the rush of Adrenalin
as i pick up the knife

the pain that comes is like a drug
im always wanting more
this is my closely guarded secret
held behind my bedroom door

no longer can i take this pain
no more my soul can take
no longer can i fake this smile
i have to have a break

but not a two week holiday
or a vacation by the sea
i mean a permanent holiday
somewhere i can be free

death my long awaited Saviour
waiting patiently at my door
has herd my desperate plee for help
that i cant take it no more

so when i say im sorry
sorry for picking up the knife
you should know that i don't mean it
i chose to end my life

*please comment and i promise to return the favour*

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  • 15 years ago

    by emily mackay

    I really like this poem, Took alot of hard work, and i kind of no how your feeling. Take a look at my poems if you want.
    X 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Bl0oDyAnGeLeYeZ

    This is a great poem i love how u write really deep i hope u keep writing these i love reading them..5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Future*Famous*Rockstar

    So true! i love it keep up the awesome work!

  • 17 years ago

    by ForgottenLuv

    Great poem!! i hope you dont seriously cut!! ive been thier and know how you feel! but hang in thier it gets better!! great poem!! keep it up!

  • 17 years ago

    by pain is me

    Wow
    xxxx

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