Heart Or Arm

by Megan   May 30, 2006


The first time i was hurt
i had to many thoughts in my head
horrible thoughts
like wishing i was dead

i started to do bad things
lots and lots of self harm
but then people started
to see the marks on my arm

people tried to help me
when they knew that they couldnt
they said things to help
when they knew that it wouldnt

but people told anyways
and now i cant cut
no matter what they say
even if they call me a s***

now i can only feel pain
from deep down inside
unless i cut myself
and try hard to hide

people dont realize
it hurts less on the arm
and the ones that try and help me
are the ones that cause they harm

they fuss about how i cut on my wrist when they cut me in my heart
they dont even realize
there the ones that tear me apart

when it was only my heart
they didnt care before
but what they dont realize
is a broken heart hurts more

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  • 17 years ago

    by falling out

    Thats really good and soooo true

  • 17 years ago

    by uponfairywings

    Very good, i understand exactly what you mean "a broken heart hurts more" and I can relate so much to your poem!

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