My Mistake(Cutting)

by Emo   Aug 10, 2007


Eyes close
I breathe real deep
Through my clothes
The blood will seep,
Cut deeper down
Lower than any frown,
It floods out
Hurt, try
Not to shout,
Gushing to
Make a river
From here to hither,
Crying
Without a sound
In my chest
My heart does pound,
The cuts so bad
It womt stop
So much comes
I fall....I drop,
Finally I am
Close to death
Hanging onto
My last breathe.

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  • 16 years ago

    by she

    Good peom, can realy relate, 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Stephanie Naylor

    I love you so much, very much, and i love ur poems, alot

  • 16 years ago

    by musicMENDSbrokenHEART

    In here...i cant relate myself...b/c i never cut.... ^^, just the feeling of depressed..and alone..... ^^, but now...i like the lines here.......realy suicidal typo... ^^, another great job over here... ^^,

    5/5 -bryan

  • 16 years ago

    by LiNa

    Nice poem really good for a cutter like me well i liked it.

  • 16 years ago

    by TillyMariex

    Nice. <3

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