Cutters attempts

by skizzle goddess   Dec 4, 2004


We can feel the relief when we feel the blade slide in
we can feel the blood dripping out over again
all this anger cuse we cant finish the job, we just want our hearts never to throb
we sit on the floor crying at the failed attempts to die,
we sit there and wonder why?
why must we keep living on another day?
why does God like to torture us this way?
we want to die,
but in the back of our minds we hear our friends cry
a voice that says don't cut too deep theres still something to live for
although we know there is nothing anymore
afterwords, we can feel the guilt, of the wonderful feeling we just felt
the guilt makes us want to die more, so we cut again, and fall to the floor.

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  • 20 years ago

    by skizzle goddess

    *laughs insanely* ok, just so u people all know, if one writes depressing or suicidal poems, it doesnt mean that one wants to take ones own life now does it? i could write a poem saying ashley is a pig fukker, but would that really mean she is? i dont think so. and at least i write my own peoms sweet heart :)

  • 20 years ago

    by skizzle goddess

    thank you all so much for your wonderful comments :) im working on more poems for you all!

  • 20 years ago

    by Shalisa

    I loved your poem! Good job!
    ~Shalisa xoxo

  • 20 years ago

    by HeAvENLy UniQue

    I feel your poem.. i feel it.. keep up the good work.. i give that a 5!!! i feel exactly what you are saying... !!

    CyN*

  • 20 years ago

    by Haleigh

    beautifully written...im here for u*
    xoxo samZie G

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