Cuts Of A Bastard

by Sydney   Apr 14, 2007


These cuts outside of me
are buried within
Each one has a story
that pains me to bend

You think these cuts are not because of you?
Little did you know....
There always about every...little...thing you do

You've hurt me so bad
You just have no idea
I wish I were dead
Every day, every night

You cut me with your words,
the way you talk,
the way you speak

I hear you in my head
Maybe you should be ridden
and just fall out dead

Your the cause of these cuts
The cuts from a bastard
You think I'll continue this and
Let you go faster
Think again because I'm through
Your nothing but a pathetic little shrewed

Take my pain away,
stop playing games,
and go away

You've cut me deep,
Now...
I just cant speak

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  • 13 years ago

    by Corruption

    Great poem
    tis real goood
    i like it alot
    i like the meaning
    and emotion to it
    something bad happened
    real saddd
    good poem through

    Keenan

  • 13 years ago

    by Cella Bella

    I had to read this one after I read the title. It's a great title lol. The emotion here runs deep. It's definitley where it belongs in "dark" poems. Great flow too. 5/5

    marcella

  • 13 years ago

    by Kristi lee

    I thought it was great , there was so much emotion surging through it. there were some thing made me think about my friend

  • 13 years ago

    by Alex

    Wow really nice and deep.

    5/5

    ~*Alex*~

  • 13 years ago

    by Melpomene

    The title caught my eye. I found this to be quite interesting. Your word choice nice and the flow didnt go off track at all. Well done~mel

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