My First Cut

by Robyn Thomas   Jan 15, 2005


I was scared out of my wits
As I curled up my fist
I did not want to slit
My once tender wrist

But it was driving me mad
I just had to do it
I'm just glad
That I was able to get through it

I slid the blade across my skin
And at once I was set free
Not once did I cringe
A woman it has made of me

For now I am a cutter
And I'm proud of it, too
You may think I'm a nutter
But I was thinking that that was you

All in all, I encourage you to try
It's actually just a form of art
But I'm upset, as I continue to cry
Because I promised myself I'd never have to start

**True story. I wrote this directly after my first cut.**

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  • 19 years ago

    by Tarikins

    Don't get mad....get glad hehe J/K, very depressing. Cutting is nothing to be proud of, believe me. I wouldn't say go to a "mind doctor" because it usually just drags you down further believe it or not. Talk to a close friend or relative, if you can't do that talk to a stranger...heck talk to me. I'll always listen to what ya haveta say ) E-mail addy is: newfoundfreak666@yahoo.com or if you wanna IM me my sn on yahoo is: depressedangel4ever666.
    Take Care of yourself.

    -Spike

  • 19 years ago

    by Robyn Thomas

    Very deep. I promise you, I will, and I'll try.

  • 19 years ago

    by Erica Brown©

    I like the depressing touch, but look stop while you're ahead.
    I promised myself cutters were idiots but then I look at my wrist and shoulders that I was an idiot myself. Infact I almost died, but now I stop and I look at my scars, it isn't pretty the only beautiful scars are the ones that accomplish something and what have you accomplished by cutting? Nothing.
    Take care of yourself.

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