CuT,CuT,CuTTeR

by stephyG   Jun 4, 2005


I'm a cut, cut, cutter
the pain just feels so good
many dont understand
or question why i should

I'm a cut, cut cutter
i cant express the way i feel
this is my only way of escape
and to prove my life is real

I'm a cut, cut, cutter
i cant feel it pour out anymore
every opening tells a new story
and every scar closes a door

I'm a cut, cut, cutter
a secret so hurtful and deep
will i wake up tomorrow?
i ask myself when i fall asleep

I'm a cut, cut, cutter
slicing my life just to survive
I'm a cut, cut, cutter
and its the blade thats keeping me alive.

*this poem is not a true story.. so please dont take it to heart..thank you so much for your time i really appreciate it*

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  • 18 years ago

    by Ankit V Master

    Excellent , i mean words cannot express the flow of your emotion the picture created by your words.Simply superb.

  • 18 years ago

    by no

    O I love this poem..Sadly enough that is exactly how I feel when I cut..Very well done 5/5 for sure...

    Take Care
    ~Casey

  • 18 years ago

    by nadsyy

    Awww sad peom...but gwd job...love dia mwaz xoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by Ariana

    It does sound like your 'proud' of cutting but I don't actually see anything wrong with this, I think it's just another, hopefully temporary, perspective. I quite liked how you showed this idea, the repetition of 'I'm a cut, cut, cutter' almost gives it a comical spin, which actually works at showing how serious a habit it is. I also liked the line 'and it's the blade thats keeping me alive' it works well and it is a good finish to the poem. Nice stuff.

  • 18 years ago

    by k i k i

    Thanks for the comment ;)
    You're stuff is so sad, but it very well written..
    Keep it up
    Take Care xx

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