Cut

by Ashlee   Jan 2, 2006


I feel bad and I dont know why
I want to die but cant
I hate always having to lie
So Im telling you the truth
How this whole thing started

I was only twelve when I first cut my wrist
I didnt know what I was doing then, and now Im fourteen
And last nite I tried to die but I missed
I hate always being in the dark
And looking on my arms and seeing those marks

I love the numbness and pain
It helps get through my all my day
Sometimes I try to cut as close as I can to my vein
And still miss and there I will juss lay
Letting my blood flow and take my pain away

{plz comment, and tell me if its good or bad}

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  • 18 years ago

    by Russell

    I agree i could be longer, but it was good.Very deep poem..I know a ton of ppl that relate to it.Keep up the good work and take care.If you want to talk I'm here.

  • 18 years ago

    by яock godеѕѕ

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  • 18 years ago

    by Sammi

    It could be longer but it was good

  • 18 years ago

    by яock godеѕѕ

    Hey... Thats a really awsum poem good on u for writing this, people need to read feeling in a poem like this. 5/5 From me keep it up u have a great talent. check out some of my poems n tell me wat u think. Mwa x0x Nat x0x

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