A Cutting Process

by Sara   Oct 12, 2004


Self-inflicting
mutulation
days go by
cutters' sensation
cry my eyes
knife in hand
life is lies
press aganist
the scarred skin
on my wrist
again
making more
scars to see
just let me go
just let me be

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  • 20 years ago

    by Luvmeluvr

    Love it. It's deep and it speaks to me. I know what you are feeling.