CUT

by yolande the dreamer   Apr 1, 2005


I know just why you do it
i don't know how they can't see
i know just why you cut yourself
each and every day

For i have done it too
I've put the blade upon my arm
and i have watched the blood flow down
delighting in self-harm

it sounds grotesque i know it does
but you don't know how it feels
its feels just like a soothing dark
your sanity it steals

you get addicted to the knife
you long for it to stay
when you get home you look for it
day after bloody day

but the hardest part of all my friend
is keeping your secret tight
is hidng all the scars you make
the blood you shed at night

you're safe until they catch you there
sitting with the blade in hand
youre cutting... so deep this time
your freedom you demand

and now you see the light Above
He has forgiven all her sins
Her screams of pain are silenced now
her reign of death begins

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  • 19 years ago

    by Look At Me

    Yolande, I know I've said this before, but this is an awsome poem and I wish I could be with you and talk to you.

    Love always,
    Ash

  • 19 years ago

    by A Broken Bleeding Soul

    hey great poem... 5/5!

    Thanks for commenting on my poem... but unfortunately i know that if i tell my mom about my dad, he would just beat me more and probably do the same to her, so it's best i keep my mouth shut
    Much love ~ Tina

  • 19 years ago

    by atam2

    I really liked that. you got talent.keep writing

  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    great poem!

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