hey, i like this poem and i can feel all the emotions. i kno how it is to be proud of the only thing you can do right, i used to stare at my cuts all over my body. i used to carve crosses into my shoulder. and words that people said to me onto my stomach. i looked at them all the time. but now. i'm not so sad anymore. i havent cut myself at all for 3 months. and its good, but now i have all these scars all over my body and its not something i'm proud of anymore. i'm ashamed of them and guilty and angry that no one ever knew how desperate i was to be saved. i hope someday you'll stop cutting yourself, i'm sorry this is so long. but i wanted to let you know that someday you'll stop being proud of your scars and cuts. it was a great poem, and i hope you feel like checkin out some of my poems. keep up the great work, and never give up. hugs-hayley

you amaze me all the time, again wonderful job! you hit some strong points in this poem and wrote it beautifully, i hope things are ok though!

~PLP~ lil slam~