Cutters

by shandy   Sep 27, 2005


People judge us
They think we just want attention
They say they care but really they don't care
Some think its a cry for help but most crys are never herd
So we die from cutting to deep
Then maybe they will notice that we needed help
Then they will all see that its not because we want attention
We do this because our life's are hard
We do this cause nobody care and we just want out
We do this because we are full of pain and hurt
Some if us where raped
Some of us are abused
So we run to our only way out
We go to it for help
So what we inflict pane on our selfs
Its because its our only way out

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  • 19 years ago

    by Ashley

    Hey..I love this poem. I am a cutter too so I know what you are saying. A few of my poems are about cutting. Maybe you can read them and give me a comment.