Slit My Wrists

by DeathOnMyLips911   May 15, 2005


Razor Blade
Sharp as can be-
Touch my skin
and make me bleed
Cut in circles-
in straight lines-
more and more the blood combines
I get light-headed & i quit
scared to look
i hide my wrist in an oven mit
when i looked
blood covered me
but now its all over
and now i am finally free.

-Alyson-

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  • 19 years ago

    by *sparkles*

    Hey I know that I know nothing about who you are or why you cut but there are so many other ways to express it. I went through a major depression about a year ago and I started to but I turned to writing poetry instead. If you need to talk to someone or anything even though you don't know me (that makes it easier) just email me at sparkles262003@yahoo.com.
    xoxo michelle just consider emailing me just so i can have someone to talk to as well. : )

  • 19 years ago

    by SammiBABY

    another cutting poem alyson???
    its good, but you don't need to cut.
    hey i stopped after two years.
    if you need some support email me souper_girl@hotmail.com
    love
    sammi morris
    xxx

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