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Array ( [sid] => 173089 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Don't cry... just cut yourself [time] => 2012-06-19 23:31:36 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Baby didn't I tell you. The first cut is always the deepest.
But I promise angel. It hurts more and more.
When the scar tissue wraps tighter. Lick your lips in pleasure.
Oh you will.
Watching your skin rip off, is just the warmest pain
A pretty purple scar, our monetary gain.
Cherry flavoured blood. The surprises keep coming.
Don't tell me, this isn't better then your first orgasm.

And society will say. Stop it! Don't hurt yourself.
They'll try to lock you up. Straightjacket. Take away your trusty razorblade.
But don't listen, Angel. They're full of lies.
They won't care for you, like your friendly butcher knife.


Wear your scars with pride. and never let those people inside.
Never tell them our little secret.
When you cut that gash in your arm.
Pain is shooting like a star
Reoxygenate that tired mind
Don't be scared, I do it all the time
And I promise you, darling
You will be fine,
You'll make sure you got your blade with you
All of the time

And when you come home and feel like crying
Ignore the tears, and give your wrist a slicing
See when the blood pulses out of that tiny slit
The voices in your head shut up for a bit
...cos they can't speak when your visceral parts scream
Why is she doing this to me!

You'll learn to wear stockings
And arm bands aplenty


It's familiar. It's a blessing.
If only the world knew. How opening your veins can do so much for you.
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Don't cry... just cut yourself

Contributed by cherryamber on Tuesday, 19th June 2012 @ 11:31:36 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



Baby didn't I tell you. The first cut is always the deepest.
But I promise angel. It hurts more and more.
When the scar tissue wraps tighter. Lick your lips in pleasure.
Oh you will.
Watching your skin rip off, is just the warmest pain
A pretty purple scar, our monetary gain.
Cherry flavoured blood. The surprises keep coming.
Don't tell me, this isn't better then your first orgasm.

And society will say. Stop it! Don't hurt yourself.
They'll try to lock you up. Straightjacket. Take away your trusty razorblade.
But don't listen, Angel. They're full of lies.
They won't care for you, like your friendly butcher knife.


Wear your scars with pride. and never let those people inside.
Never tell them our little secret.
When you cut that gash in your arm.
Pain is shooting like a star
Reoxygenate that tired mind
Don't be scared, I do it all the time
And I promise you, darling
You will be fine,
You'll make sure you got your blade with you
All of the time

And when you come home and feel like crying
Ignore the tears, and give your wrist a slicing
See when the blood pulses out of that tiny slit
The voices in your head shut up for a bit
...cos they can't speak when your visceral parts scream
Why is she doing this to me!

You'll learn to wear stockings
And arm bands aplenty


It's familiar. It's a blessing.
If only the world knew. How opening your veins can do so much for you.




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Re: Don't cry... just cut yourself (User Rating: 1 )
by no1special22 on Tuesday, 19th June 2012 @ 11:36:27 PM AEST
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beautifully written, if it is a personal issue I wish you all the best xx


Re: Don't cry... just cut yourself (User Rating: 1 )
by ivanducttape on Wednesday, 20th June 2012 @ 06:10:07 AM AEST
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i really enjoyed this poem, beautifully twisted. it always amazes me the way that society deals only with external effects, in essence driving the origin and meaning for suffering underground. i think u have communicated the sense of power u have over ur suffering by taking ownership of it through physical pain.

i hope u continue to write and i hope u make sense of the suffering.


Re: Don't cry... just cut yourself (User Rating: 1 )
by Drapes on Thursday, 21st June 2012 @ 09:49:40 PM AEST
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you said everything perfectly.




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