Cuts

by December   Oct 31, 2007


The lines she draws deeper into her skin with that sharp utensil,
she says it relieves pain,
but the truth was that it only brought her more.
She forgot what the word happy meant.
And she forgot who she used to be.
A dramatic change of person came over her.
So she draws a line on her arm everyday to releive the pain that is brought to her..
when all she is doing is bringer herself more..

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  • 16 years ago

    by StandStill

    Sad and sweet. shows how quickly we lose sight of who we were and who we wanna be

  • 16 years ago

    by Ben

    Great poem. Keep writing more. I can kind of relate to this, though I only cut myself once...5/5

    Keep smiling,

    Ben

  • 16 years ago

    by LiNa

    Great poem.

  • 16 years ago

    by xxSuicidalxx

    I really like this...I cut and i can really relate to it. Its like it bringing relief at fist and for a while, but no matter how much, the pain comes back....good point with this poem. Very short but strong. Keep it up!

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