Cutting Away my Problems

by Vicki   Nov 22, 2007


Lying on the bathroom tiles
Tiles cold hard white
White tiles stained with red
Red blood that is mine
Mine, my pain spilled out
Out of touch with my inner self
Self-harm is my way of escape
Escape I can't im trapped
Trapped in this cycle
Cycle of Pain cycle of tears
Tears that I cry night after night
Night the time of my guilty pleasure
Pleasure of finding myself through cutting
Cutting is my life it's a part of me
Me, im a failure
Failure is me I am lost
Lost and afraid
Afraid that this is it
It has consumed me

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  • 16 years ago

    by Im not broken anymore

    I feel the same way i do that also.. I know you dont know me but im here if you want to talk about anything... Great poem

  • 16 years ago

    by Mello193

    I agree with the above comments. This is a good poem, and your not a failure...kepp up the good work and no matter what, hang in there

  • 16 years ago

    by Mike

    Not a bad poem

  • 17 years ago

    by Feels Like Ecstacy

    You're not a failure. It's open to interpretation, but I believe a failure is just someone who completely gives up and ends their life. They've failed to succeed and live.

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