I cant forgive myself

by Leah   Jul 28, 2005


Today i took a good look
at what is hidden beneath
these sleeves, and sweaters
i saw the scars that i have caused
myself to have
at the sight of them
i just wanted to grab the knife
and cut them all off of my arm
but i could not do it
for no odd reason Andy's face
appeared in my head
he is the reason why i stopped cutting
well guess what,
he is gone, and I'm back into it
i love it
when i see the blood i just smile
pain shoots through my arm
but all i can do is laugh
some see me as crazy
but i just say I'm having fun
i see the scars, they bother me
every day i cause myself to have more
not many know about my problem
but if they ever saw my wrist
they would all be in shock
that their little angel was capable
of playing such a deadly game
i just can not stop
i am addicted to this game

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  • 19 years ago

    by Sean Allen

    There were some spelling errors, but this seems like one of those writes that is supposed to be semi-spontaneous. I really liked the informality of it, and I especially liked the lack of rhyming and order. It seemed jumbled and confused and real. That definitely made this poem rise above most other poems i've read recently. Despite having a topic that I ususally view as hard to write well, you did a very good job on this one.

  • 19 years ago

    by Victoria

    that was a great poem because you told the truth but maybe you cut ur self becuz u still feel hurt instead of being addicted to it

  • 19 years ago

    by Mŀ©ЙЄŁŁЄ

    thats an amazin poem i can totally relate, i luv cutting 2 but sumtimes i just want 2 stop.
    gr8 poem tho keep up the gd wrk!

    *Michelle*

  • 19 years ago

    by Emily

    same feeling. keep it up and check out some of mine if ya have the time!! lots o love to yaz!! xxxxxxxxxxx

  • 19 years ago

    by °¤•* Jamie *•¤°

    i know what its like to see people's faces as i cut myself... and its stopped me sometimes... i know how you feel. cuz when i cut, it just feels so much better.. i dont laugh or anything... but i started to cut in 2003... and back then only one person found out.. (my b.f) and now because ive been trying so.... fcuking hard to cover my scars, people started to take notice.. and eventually almost everyone knew...
    and it really sucks to ALWAYS have people stare at me whenm i walk passed... ive stoped cutting for 3 months now.. i hope everyone else stops too.

    ♥ always ♥
    Jamie

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