Cutting

by krystal   Jan 23, 2005


I pull out the blade...
the blood drips down the drain
I'm bleeding again
my tears of pain
the only thing that helps
the red tears of my past
i lay in the corner of my room
blood surrounding me
none comes to rescue me
there will be no prince and shining armor
Ive lost all hope
and everything i ever had
none will take me now
and for sum strange reason...
i live on

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  • 19 years ago

    by hopelessregret

    great poem totally relatable!!!!
    Kisses, M

  • 19 years ago

    by forgetmenot

    i luv this poem, and it's simular to i feel. wil ya check out my poems?
    lizziexxxxxxxx

  • 19 years ago

    by Lyss is dead

    This is so good. Exactly how I feel hunn. I knwo I should be saying cuttng is bad, but I'd be a hyppocrit. great poem
    alyssa