My Addiction

by Kristina   Jul 17, 2007


I take my beautiful razor blade
Press it deep into my skin,
Watch the blood pour down,
Onto the bathroom floor.

Cutting is my addiction,
Something that I love to do.
When things seem to go wrong,
My blade is all I can count on.

I only shed a few tears,
I know everything will be okay,
For my best friend
Has saved my life, once again.

Copyright © June 08, 2007 - Kristina M

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  • 15 years ago

    by Of Sweet Insanity

    Not totally sure that I know what this means, but I don't need to!

    Very good job once again.
    Your writing is great!
    -me

  • 17 years ago

    by Veamm

    Good!

    For this one, I can only see is the same topic and same words used in suicide. hmm, maybe I got enough of suicide poems so this one didn't catch mt attention. 4 for its realism thats all!

    Keep it up!

  • 17 years ago

    by Cella Bella

    Wow, this was quite gripping. I don't usually like suicide/self mutalation poems, but this one had a happy ending. The flow was great too, by the way. 5/5

    marcella

  • 17 years ago

    by David

    Another great poem, you truley are a great writer. love youre poems. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by David

    Another great poem, you truley are a great writer. love youre poems. 5/5

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