Slit of the wrists

by Good Enough   Dec 8, 2006


The slit of the wrist makes me feel happy
It makes me feel pure
its the way I make a living
When my life is sore

Cutting is a habit for me to pick up
Day after day I pick up the blade
To slide it across my skin
Its my life that I have made

More and more the deeper I go
To leave a mark of my pain
Scars forever revealed on my body
This pain is what keeps me sane

So don't bother to talk me out of it
Its who I want to be
Pain is what kept me alive
This is my life it is me

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  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    Really really good. this sums up what i feel excellently. i've realised so many poets are self harmers from this website, but at least they can express it. it's weird when u start to think about it, sorry going on a bit! anyway well done!

  • 17 years ago

    by hE cAlLs Me HiS oNlY aNgEl

    I really like this poem because it speaks to me and it casts a shadow on what my life. Finally someone has the guts to come out and say stuff like that.

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