Cut The Pain

by Tourniquet   Jun 8, 2004


Slit my wrist,
To bleed the pain,
Dry and brown in my fist,
As it bleeds from my veins,
Scar my arms,
Up and down,
Make them bleed,
All around,
Kill the hurting,
That's all inside,
I'll sit here waiting,
In this hole I know hide,
Suck in the pain,
Don't let it hurt,
I have nothing to gain,
I'm only cursed,
All my crying,
Wets my face,
Shows how I'm dying,
In a slow pace.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Tourniquet

    Thank u for catching my writing errors. I really do appreciate it. Thank you all for comments you have written to me. Thank u Thank u
    Tourniquet

  • 20 years ago

    by julie

    another excellent poem!

  • 20 years ago

    by Madison

    That was a GREAT poem, keep it up!

  • 20 years ago

    by yup

    I like this poem.
    Something about it, struck me.
    You're a wonderful writer.
    Keep writing

    ~Kelly