Pain

by Jo   Jan 6, 2004


I'm lying still on my bed.
Things running through my head
why do I do it?
I dont know.
He left me and I reach for the knife.
She messes with my head and I mess with my life.
They dont know what they do to me,I dont want them to know.
Why am I the mess up here?
The pain begins to seer,
The blood is running down my arm I squeeze it so it hurts more- reminds me I'm alive.
I scare people, I know I do, they dont understand they ask me why?
Why? I do it to survive, the pain, the sadness the cold hard anger, pain in my heart thats how I feel, whats wrong with me,
Please dont hate me, the things I have done, bullying to make me feel good when all along I hated myself not you,
Why they may ask again well its because this pain is the only pain I can take.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Jo

    Thanks a lot! I'v actualy stopped cutting now, Im not depresed Im actualy kinda happy!
    But thanks for the comments, its realy apreciated, I wrote that poem in a bad patch, but i'v come to tearms with it now!

  • 20 years ago

    by Kevin McNulty

    it's such a shame events cause people to think this way sometimes and I can see they have touched youvery much. I hope this isn't really how you feel. And I've got to agree with Sharon here; possibly your best poem so far, K

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