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Array ( [sid] => 54736 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I hate these emotions, I hate the fact I cut. [time] => 2004-07-04 12:01:14 [hometext] => Most of this has or is happening because I self-harm. I do like doing it, but it gives me such bad down-side effects! E.g. I know that if I was in a fight, I wouldn’t have much strength because my wrist is a lot weaker then it used to be. Please read! [bodytext] => My thoughts aren’t holding back,
They’re colliding with the way I feel.
So now I’m rotting inside my-self.
With no way to get better or heal.

Sure, there’s a wall around me.
And that’s of my family.
And I think they’re trying to make me happy.
But they never see my tears, my dreams…

I guess I kind of have a split personality.
‘Coz when I’m around others it’s easy to lie.
But up in my room I’m made to face the reality.
And then all I can do it CRY!

My over-lapping emotion,
Has badly scarred my head.
And the scarring goes for my skin.
My scars are faded pinky red.

I could be worst.
- My skin could be lumpy.
It could be worst,
- My scars could be white.
But I’m not saying that I’m free.
‘Coz if I was punched then I wouldn’t win the fight.
Infact, they’d proberly punch out my lights!

‘Coz my arm is so lifeless,
So weak, so pathetic.
So I guess if some one punched me,
I’d have no choice but to let it.

And even if I had the strength to fight back,
That still takes guts,
And sure I’d fight back if I had to,
But I’m scarred I’m be permently “shut up”.

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I hate these emotions, I hate the fact I cut.

Contributed by deathdrop on Sunday, 4th July 2004 @ 12:01:14 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

My thoughts aren’t holding back,
They’re colliding with the way I feel.
So now I’m rotting inside my-self.
With no way to get better or heal.

Sure, there’s a wall around me.
And that’s of my family.
And I think they’re trying to make me happy.
But they never see my tears, my dreams…

I guess I kind of have a split personality.
‘Coz when I’m around others it’s easy to lie.
But up in my room I’m made to face the reality.
And then all I can do it CRY!

My over-lapping emotion,
Has badly scarred my head.
And the scarring goes for my skin.
My scars are faded pinky red.

I could be worst.
- My skin could be lumpy.
It could be worst,
- My scars could be white.
But I’m not saying that I’m free.
‘Coz if I was punched then I wouldn’t win the fight.
Infact, they’d proberly punch out my lights!

‘Coz my arm is so lifeless,
So weak, so pathetic.
So I guess if some one punched me,
I’d have no choice but to let it.

And even if I had the strength to fight back,
That still takes guts,
And sure I’d fight back if I had to,
But I’m scarred I’m be permently “shut up”.

Copyright Â© deathdrop ... [ 2004-07-04 12:01:14]
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Re: I hate these emotions, I hate the fact I cut. (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Sunday, 4th July 2004 @ 12:05:28 PM AEST
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very deep and dark and grim..... a great write,

pixie xx

Re: I hate these emotions, I hate the fact I cut. (User Rating: 1 )
by kammie on Sunday, 4th July 2004 @ 12:49:31 PM AEST
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it was a great write but why do this to yourself
kammie xx

Re: I hate these emotions, I hate the fact I cut. (User Rating: 1 )
by Heartfilledblood on Sunday, 4th July 2004 @ 01:29:28 PM AEST
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This is pretty good man. You shouldnt cut yourself though man there lots to live for man. If you want to talk too someone you can whisper me anytime.

Re: I hate these emotions, I hate the fact I cut. (User Rating: 1 )
by Broken_Skin on Monday, 5th July 2004 @ 04:39:19 PM AEST
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That made me really sad..
Your scars are healing red?
That means they are deep, why are you glad theyre not scarring white?
that confused me
id apreciate an explanation =)

very well written
very well described

BS x

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