CUTS FOR A LIFE

Anonamous

28 Jul, 2011 08:15 PM

From start to finish I wonder why
The cuts look good in this messed up lie
The blood that trickles down my arm
People all stare at the girl who self-harms:-

"The emo" they call me
I turn to my name
They act out slicing their wrists
I hang my head in shame
I can't help my feelings
Of being alone
I hide myself for the day
Just longing to go home
I sprawl on my bed
With my razor in hand
And take myself away
To a much better land
I stare in the mirror
And let myself cry
Looking forward to the day
That I finally die

Tags: Cut, Hurt

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catalina says:
11 Oct, 2011 10:05 AM

wow this is good

Emily says:
27 Oct, 2011 05:14 PM

Hun i feel the same way they always do that to me so i tell myself do they not relize they just make it worse they dont stop it they start it up again people say "get better" i dont want to thats the thing i want to stay me i love who i turned out to be thoose people wont matter soon just try to hang in there i know its hard and you just want to give up but know that there is another one out there going through the exact same thing......try to find something to look forward to i do i want to be a vet good luck....

chelea chrisman says:
28 Oct, 2011 08:56 AM

i hate how ppl always judge my scars. they dont under stand that it hurts when they point it out and make fun, they dont know our lives and what we had to go through. they all judge and they dont even know that its killing us inside

Victoria Lopez says:
07 Nov, 2011 08:43 AM

Sometimes i feel the same way,Sometimes ppl stare at my arms and they would see the cuts, they always wonder what happen, Sometimes my friends and family will call me emo,sometimes it will hurt becuz what we're going through is like a secret life that we're can't hide anylonger.
I love ur poem its good.

Kaity says:
11 Mar, 2012 04:58 PM

i've been there and done that . i wish i could say it all goes away in minutes or even seconds . i've ended up in a hospital several times . that's not some place you want to end up . i've gotten help but now i'm back in the same situation i was in before . the one thing i learned about being in that hospital is to take whatever comes your way, take it day by day . let nothing bother you, even though it's extremely hard . you'll get through it :)

danica says:
04 Jun, 2012 06:47 AM

ending your life is not the answer..
making your life happy is ..
fall in love and get broken .....
have friends .....
be happy ,laugh,cry,and be sad are the memories your gonna remember..
spirits that are in heaven regret that..
there life ended early..
lots of people who are sick wishes to have a healthy life like yours
soo change your life and i promise, you will thank me one day for it...
>>>>>danica_13<<<<<

Sarah says:
18 Jul, 2012 10:15 PM

Your poem was great,but suicide wont help ur sadness! I know,sometimes,cutting our wrist help us to get calm but it is short-stay, and then,it will make everything worse.. Try to be happy,even,sometimes,with no reason!or just because of urself,and because u are alive and have time to recovery&retrieval! Good luck