Real me

by Steven   Jul 2, 2005


Many people cut their wrist
and others cut their shoulders
i found a better way,
a healthier way,
i still get the same feelings
you know pain and all the others
being 17 with 198 scares
is just going way to far
i thought it was better
but more problems came from a far
i gave up cutting
and started starving
pushing wights and gaining mussels
i keep going until i freeze and choke from what i ate last
my moods change
more fights and again more scares
but not self inflected
but from other people
being 18 weighing 90 kilos of nothing but mussel
199 scares and three stab wounds
is not a easier way or a healthier one either
i wish someone could help
this is not a poem but a plea
for he or she to help
and tell me how to change
and hopefully hold my hand
and tell me how they feel.

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  • 19 years ago

    by mz BrokenHearted B i t c h

    hey hey hey steven u knw that if u ever need 2 talk 2 me u can i will help u how ever i can i will be there 4 u so i will talk 2 u later and i love it

  • 19 years ago

    by Estefani

    ITS A GOOD POEM THATS SORDA HOW I FEEL

  • 19 years ago

    by kate

    thats a greastly writtenn i love it im sorry about how u feel i hope i can help

  • 19 years ago

    by aaron c s

    hey man keep ur chin up and keep fighting. you'll get through it i know u will. great poem. 5/5.

  • 19 years ago

    by Ehsi

    I like It...I like it alot...i think it's truthful..& a cry for help....that both you & I need..........

    -Nobody

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