Papercuts

by Bugg   May 24, 2008


Flipping through my geometry book
A small papercut pricked my finger
Staring at the blood, watching it drip
Wonder replaced pain that didn't linger

I rushed home and got out my razor
I took a deep sigh and brought it down
That small slice that was full of joy
Content with this self-harm, I drowned

Farther and farther I went
Until I lost all my self-esteem
My friends left, my family drifted away
I didn't care, cutting was my only dream

Looking at my wrists now I feel bad
Scars criss-cross over each other
They're not pretty, but they were then
Now they're just something I try to cover.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Dawn aka Dominique

    This is such a sad poem but it came from a background of good writing style like the story seemed so "real" :) Great Work! 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    Well... i dnt read much cutting poems... but still this one is good to read...

    'I rushed home and got out my razor
    I took a deep sigh and brought it down
    That small slice that was full of joy
    Content with this self-harm, I drowned'

    ^^when I read this stanza... i could feel the razor cutting my skin... i could feel the pain....

    overall a nice write...

  • 16 years ago

    by Bugg

    Geometry because my teacher used to cut. He told me all sorts of stories and this poem is for him.

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