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I sit in the corner and cut it away…

Contributed by deathdrop on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 08:28:23 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Sitting in a dark room for hours,
Im torn with little slits.
Nothing worth crying over,
But Im too emotional and split.
This rooms cold.
Theres no heating on in here.
Ive got new cuts and old.
And all of my morbid fears.

Im a little too broken to under stand.
Why am I still around?
Why do I feel so flat?
And why cant I stand my ground?
The answers invisible.
The truth just dont exist.
I used to think I was invincible.
But now I know, Im just thick.

I learn nothing in school these days,
I just sit numbed inside.
Too depressed to concentrate,
I just sit there with closed eyes
And become open to a second world.
Full of words and pain and no love.
I see my life, deprived of happy things.
And lots of bleeding blood.

I open my eyes and look around.
But, nothing between the 2 have changed.
So I sit there blocking things out.
Un-sure of how to be brave
Then I see some one like Mrs. Jenkins,
Who tells me people care.
And people are gonna get me through this.
And I wont have to go back there.

Then I see some one like Mr. Watson,
Telling me hell be around,
And if I want to talk to him,
Then here and there hell be found.
Then theres Mrs. Rattenbury and Mrs. Hamlin.
Then Suzy and Zoe in the corner laughing loud.
Then theres me some place, distant.
Slitting in the toilets often found

Then me going on home at night,
And crying my-self to sleep.
And wishing and praying Ill die soon.
Coz through the cracks the pain still seeps.
And I cant be open up to whats wrong.
I cant even think straight.
So I sit in a corner where I belong.
And cut out all the stuff people say





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Re: I sit in the corner and cut it away… (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampyre_BloodWraith on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 08:46:34 AM AEST
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So much sadness and bitterness, within you words, written in bloodied tears, of anguished thoughts and crushed hopes, yet for all this at least you are trying to find a way, this poem shows great strength...a quality not many process, even to qrite about yourself, showing the world your pain, that is awesome and it shows guts...Not many can get past that veil in which you have surpassed with this poem.
At least with this write it is a step, a start..
We all have scars, some physical, some on the outside...but nearly all are hidden deep within...you have bared all...opening yourself up to everyone....that is the bravest I have seen anyone do.
I live and hide in the dark, maybe I always will, but at least you are out in the light...taking that first hesitant step...in your journey of healing.
I hope you have an awesome and beautiful life...And always have the strength to to carry on.

Peace be with you always

BloodMist


Re: I sit in the corner and cut it away… (User Rating: 1 )
by emphaticplacebo on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 08:48:46 AM AEST
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Great Write! I used to feel very much the same when I was in school, it stirred a lot of repressed thoughts, long forgotten (its only been 3 years, but you get the idea =) ) Anyways, top work. I am sure you are going to get a lot of people relating to this poem.

Dan


Re: I sit in the corner and cut it away… (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 09:06:54 AM AEST
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very sad, written well,

pixie xx


Re: I sit in the corner and cut it away… (User Rating: 1 )
by givingin on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 11:38:51 AM AEST
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......same age, same birthdays,
same feelings.....
I don't know why, but I feel copnected to you in some way?.......
I really liked this poem, keep up the great work.


Re: I sit in the corner and cut it away… (User Rating: 1 )
by ImHearingVoices on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 11:40:47 AM AEST
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This poem is amazing so well writen you let out all your pain in such a good way. I hope what you wish for while you drift to sleep dosnt come true, I hope one day you realise life is also beautiful, we'll all have cuts but they heal with time..I wish you love and happiness xxx

Lunicor X


Re: I sit in the corner and cut it away… (User Rating: 1 )
by LEMMEN on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 11:42:09 AM AEST
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People always want to help but don't understand the reasons behind the cuts. The pain of no love. The darkness of lonelyness. And they always say things will get better with time. deathdrop You've read some of my writes. You probley allready know that i cut as well. I've been cutting since i was ten now i'm 35. I'm not proud of it. But I know of this pain I know of the lonelyness. And you've heard it before it dose fade with time ( I hate saing that) Countiune to write I think it's the best way to over come. Most troubles in life. Your a great poet your words come from the heart. Spoken loud and true. Just know their are people here who do truely understand. and are will to listen to you. :) :)

~~~DENNIS~~~


Re: I sit in the corner and cut it away… (User Rating: 1 )
by givingin on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 11:47:29 AM AEST
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......Same age, same birthday, same feelings.
Some how I feel conected to you.
GREAT WRITE!

*~GIVINGIN~*




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