Please Stop!!!

by The Flame Within   Mar 18, 2005


Did you think of who you hurt when you do this

do you remember that time you wanted a true kiss

the poem i wrote... had more then just words

did you read between the line, behind the verbs

the poem was called I Will, and i meant every line

so don't tell me to have a good life when nothing is fine

i thought you and i were so close together, friends to the end

but i didn't know i would cry from the last comment you would send

its never too late to stop what you do

please don't hurt yourself, i love you

it may not be in a way that you fill is right

but still my love for you is out of sight

if you can just understand me and listen to what i have to say

then you would understand me when i said "i love you everyday"

your not perfect, and no one ever will be

so please don't hurt yourself, you don't have to do it for me

if you don't want to talk, then don't say a word, there is no need

but please o please just don't let yourself bleed

it is night and I'm not sure i can sleep

knowing what you did makes me weep

you heard my voice when i was put on mute

you liked my poems and said they were cute

the one friend who really understood

hurt me deeper then anyone could

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  • 19 years ago

    by Ally xo

    aw u 2 really care about each other also i agree, ignorant if you do cut stop i did i kno it is hard..anywayz once again a fab poem i enjoyed reading this one for sure

  • 19 years ago

    by Just Sierra

    I don't think I can believe any other refrence of me in any other poem, Nick. I never knew for sure, you never let me know. Once again, I made an idiot out of myself and you let me. For your information, Nick, I did stop cutting again. When I held that knife last night I stopped and thought really hard about if I was sure I wanted to go through with this because if I did, I'd probably fall into an addiction sort of thing again, and I realized-Hell No. I can't hurt so many people around me, like they hurt me. So what's the purpose of cutting? To replace invisible pain with real, hurtful pain? I don't think I really want my blood to tell me that answer, but I think the purpose of cutting is to hurt the people around you, to repay them for the pain they bring. That wasn't my intention, so after i made a few, small cuts that'll go away soon, I stopped. So let me just ease your mind there. I have differen't, more important reasons to do what i do now. Have a GREAT day Nick! You really deserve it for those spectular poems you wrote!! =-D!!

    ~Sierra

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