Cutting is better than ecstasy

by Leah   Oct 29, 2005


The feeling so cruel and unimaginable
you could never believe the rush
its better than Ecstasy you get intently high
you just simply take a sharp object
and push and drag
if things are so bad you cant even feel
for your entire body is just numb
because you dint care anymore
its the only thing you can control
and its the only thing you enjoy
just seeing the blood seems so real
that way i know I'm really alive, even if I'm dead inside
no one thinks I'm depressed
even though i have seen so much
my mom doesn't even notice the cuts,the blood,the scars
shes not a bad mother but i just dint think she cares
so ill keep doing what I'm doing
until i meet my end laying on the floor next to a bloody razor in a pool of crimson blood.

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  • 19 years ago

    by the one you forgot

    I sorta know how you feel, being dead on the inside and just wanting to feel the pain on the outside to know you're still there.
    it's a really good poem.
    kathryn

  • 19 years ago

    by Michelle

    *Will Always Be Here To Listen*

    (((((Big HUgs))))))

    Michelle

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