Sins upon my flesh

by Tainted Beauty   Jul 17, 2006


Lift up my shirt,
Expose the sins upon my flesh,
I will take this blade,
And destroy what is left,

I feel the sting,
From the bladed kiss,
I hate myself,
For doing this,

The razor edge,
Traces the lines upon my abdomen,
I smile when I see,
The crimson blood running on my skin,

I am another failure,
Why do I resort to this?
I am a hypocrite, a liar,
Trying to hide my sins,

I hurt myself tonight,
I sliced and tore my veins,
I am weak, I am disgusted,
But I am the only one to blame.

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  • 18 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    God this is excellent! Anyone that downrated you should be shot.. I loved this, just loved it.

    xDarkSuicidex 5.5

  • 18 years ago

    by Darien

    Wow, another sad poem. It's a vicious cycle when you start cutting. You cut because you hate yourself, and you hate yourself because you cut. There is no end to it, until the day something goes wrong. Stop. Please stop. Before it gets worst. I wish you all the best, and I hope things get better. It's hard, but try.

  • 18 years ago

    by LadyPearl

    Nice poem, the rhymes were...basic. But great job anyway

  • 18 years ago

    by Wings Of Flames

    Quite good.
    Again no complaints.
    5/5
    ~Emah

  • 18 years ago

    by ShhhhItsASecret©

    Very powerful! You are very talented! I loved the poem. It was very sad, indeed, but very well-written! It was original. You have a wonderful talent! Keep writing! Overall rating: 5/5. My favorite stanza was:

    "I am another failure,
    Why do I resort to this?
    I am a hypocrite, a liar,
    Trying to hide my sins,"

    ~BJ~

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