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One Big Scar

Contributed by humboldtsweetie33 on Thursday, 31st March 2005 @ 03:53:56 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry





look at me,
dont you see me slowly dying?
dont you see me trying to survive
all is lost in my life,
all i have is my razor and my guilt
there is no happiness left in my mind
there is no looking forward to something great
all that is left is a few cuts,
all that i have is a bloody wrist
all that ive got is crimson stained sheets
someone some where shall miss me when im gone
but until then,
the only thing i can do is sit here and wait to die,
i am slowly cutting away my life
soon all that will be left is one big scar
one big scar that covers my entire mind, body and soul
the razor has become my only way out of the hell that life puts us through
no longer do i have the innocence of a child
no longer can i rely on others to help my pain
all that ive got is a tool to bleed me dry
a tool to take away my pain and sufferings,
a tool to carry me away
till i no longer feel this pain inside of me




Copyright © humboldtsweetie33 ... [ 2005-03-31 15:53:56]
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Re: One Big Scar (User Rating: 1 )
by LilAngel on Thursday, 31st March 2005 @ 04:04:02 PM AEST
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I love it, great emotion and feeling, keep writing!!!!


Re: One Big Scar (User Rating: 1 )
by tx_graffiti_gal on Thursday, 31st March 2005 @ 04:12:02 PM AEST
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Throw the razor down,
Don't look at things around you,
Keep your eyes on the one that can help you,
You can't carry this problem anymore,
Weighs to much on you.
Let him carry it for awhile.
He can make you smile.

Take care.


Re: One Big Scar (User Rating: 1 )
by high_on_duct_tape on Thursday, 31st March 2005 @ 04:19:21 PM AEST
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Great poem! 5 out of 5 stars!

I know how it feels, staring at cuts... it sucks. I hope your life gets better soon... - Solomon


Re: One Big Scar (User Rating: 1 )
by brokengirl on Thursday, 31st March 2005 @ 07:15:40 PM AEST
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great poem with lots of emotion..keep writing and useing it to get ur feelings out...it helps.


Re: One Big Scar (User Rating: 1 )
by BEBE on Friday, 1st April 2005 @ 05:26:55 PM AEST
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So much emotion! I used to have that problem when i was like in the 9th grade. we both know it isnt fun to go through, i learned to look to God in tyme of whn i feel so bad i just feel like dying. trust me if i can do you can to. and if you ever need to talk my AIM is Gymnast2312.
GodBLESS
BEBE




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