Your Poetry Dot Com

Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!

Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+

Custom Search


Welcome !	Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link	02-June 12:31:11 AEST

Menu

· Our eBay Store

· Error Submit

Poetry

· Submit Poetry

· Least Read Poems

· Members Listing

· Old Site Post 2001

· Old Site Pre 2001

· Poetry Archive

· Public Domain Poetry

Stories

· Stories (NEW ! )

· Submit Story

· Story Topics

· Stories Archive

· Story Search

Community

· Our Poetry Forums

· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

Site Help

· FAQ

· Feedback

Members Areas

· Your Account

· Members Journals

· Premium Sign-Up

Premium Section

· Special Section

· Premium Poems

· Premium Submit

· Premium Search

· Premium Archive

· Premium Topics

Fun & Games

· Jokes

· Bubble Puzzle

· Cross Word Easy

· Word Hunt

Reference

· Dictionary (Rhyming)

· Site Updates

· Special Content

Search

Top

Help This Site

· Donations

Others

· Moderators

Our Other Sites

· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

Social

Array ( [sid] => 96934 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Each Slice [time] => 2005-06-05 16:45:42 [hometext] => each slice of my arm.. [bodytext] => There's this poison in my blood,
That flows throughout my veins.
Pumping inside me, coarsing within,
Acting as a disease delivery train.

Every inch of my body,
Is soaked in despair.
Hoping, praying, wishing,
They'll all wake without me there.

My days are getting harder,
As the light slowly dims.
The demons creep out of the darkness,
As they swiftky pass within.

They wallow in my heart,
As I can feel each heavy beat.
The tears begin to drip,
As the salt reaches my feet.

I no longer want to live,
Because im wasting through life.
So I look onto my arm,
They I gradually grab my knife.

I see an arm full of slashes,
That have slowly faded away.
But I can still see the blood, feel the burn,
As if I cut myself yesterday.

For a brief moment,
In my hand the blade feels right.
In a moment of silence,
I can see the light.

With each slice,
The blood trickles down my arm.
The toxins finally seep away,
Through my abusive self harm.

So with each slice I pay,
My peace equals sin.
But for each slice I'll sacrifice,
Temporary relief within. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 253 [topic] => 72 [informant] => Pats4eva7 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )

Each Slice

Contributed by Pats4eva7 on Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 04:45:42 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry

There's this poison in my blood,
That flows throughout my veins.
Pumping inside me, coarsing within,
Acting as a disease delivery train.

Every inch of my body,
Is soaked in despair.
Hoping, praying, wishing,
They'll all wake without me there.

My days are getting harder,
As the light slowly dims.
The demons creep out of the darkness,
As they swiftky pass within.

They wallow in my heart,
As I can feel each heavy beat.
The tears begin to drip,
As the salt reaches my feet.

I no longer want to live,
Because im wasting through life.
So I look onto my arm,
They I gradually grab my knife.

I see an arm full of slashes,
That have slowly faded away.
But I can still see the blood, feel the burn,
As if I cut myself yesterday.

For a brief moment,
In my hand the blade feels right.
In a moment of silence,
I can see the light.

With each slice,
The blood trickles down my arm.
The toxins finally seep away,
Through my abusive self harm.

So with each slice I pay,
My peace equals sin.
But for each slice I'll sacrifice,
Temporary relief within.

Copyright © Pats4eva7 ... [ 2005-06-05 16:45:42]
(Date/Time posted on site)

Advertisments:

Previous Posted Poem | | Next Posted Poem

Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more

All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.

Re: Each Slice (User Rating: 1 )
by Live2Die on Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 04:52:02 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Wow. Stunning. Amazing rhythm, and a sad one too.

Re: Each Slice (User Rating: 1 )
by blue_angel on Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 05:16:31 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

wow... perfect rythm i love this one. sad, true, honest, brilliant. one i can relate to. great job!
luv n hugs,
jennie* xXx

Re: Each Slice (User Rating: 1 )
by Gunda on Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 07:07:29 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

A really good write. The rytme was great and you reached out to the readers with this poem. Keep up the good work!

Re: Each Slice (User Rating: 1 )
by twisted_dreams on Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 09:43:48 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Wow that is truly an amazing write.. you did a great job.. all i ask though is that you dont hurt yourself like that..you are meant to be here and there are many other ways to deal with your hurt! Great write.. write me anytime you need to talk
Sidney

Re: Each Slice (User Rating: 1 )
by Sad-one on Thursday, 9th June 2005 @ 11:03:43 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

this is definetley a great poem. the words come alive and show a visual of what youre really goin through. i can seriously relate as i too am a cutter.self-mutilation is just as you described it, a temporary relief. KEEP WRITING. ill be lookin for more

While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com