Cut Away

by the crazy insanist   Jan 10, 2005


I walk into the bathroom
Look in the mirror
Why do I do this?
Why do I hurt myself?
I see the sharp knife
Resting on the counter
I look at my face
Tears coming down
I wonder why I feel this way
Why I feel so alone
All I have to do
Is be happy on my own
I can't understand
Why I have no one
I don’t get the plan
That God has made for everyone
I grab the sharpest knife
I start to push down hard
I feel the pain burning
Deep into my heart
I wonder why I feel this way
What makes me feel so down?
Why do I do this?
Why do I put myself down?
I can’t understand the way it has to go
The way that it must be
Why things are like this
And how they have to be
I wish that I could die
Relax in peace
But I know that if I do
You will then love me
I try to understand
I really really do
I just don’t get it
What did I do to you?

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  • 19 years ago

    by Sarah Ashley

    I love this poem! Cheak out mine about cutting "Cutting Her Life Into Shreads"

  • 19 years ago

    by GoddessOfWings

    A very sad and emotional poem. Very expressive. I hope that this isn't true, but if it is, hang in there, you'll find something that makes you happy soon, i did, and my life was really bad. Keep writing please!
    Gurdy x (GoddessOfWings)