Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by emma-louise, May 8, 2007.

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  1. emma-louise

    emma-louise Guest

    The door of life is fast disappearing
    I'm moving further and further away
    Away from existance
    Away from life, from home, from you
    You took away the happiness I had
    You stole my innocence
    I trusted you with my life, it was delicate
    You threw it like it was trash, you broke me
    Now as the years have passed, I've grown
    Grown to know, all you'll ever do is hurt me
    I've learnt to pretend you don't hurt me
    Pretend life is OK, pretend I'm OK
    But if everything is OK, why does blood
    Often trickle down my arms? Why?
    Why do I feel the need to hurt
    Myself, to block out what you do?
    Every night I cry because I don't know
    How I can continue living this way
    I don't know how much longer I
    can continue like this, with you
    I can feel reality slipping away from
    Me, every cut I make, every breath I take
    I feel guilty for being so selfish, so I
    Release these feelings by cutting
    I fuck u my arms, splitting the skin,
    Cutting deeper, bleeding badly
    I know I shouldn't do this but, it's the
    Only way I can cope, only way to survive
    The urge to cut deeper overcomes me, I
    Cut right down to the bone, blood pouring
    The wish to die is all I think of, telling
    Myself one more cut will do it
    I cut again and again until red is all I
    See, there's no skin left to cut
    The voice in my head is telling me to
    do it more, telling me I should die
    I deserve to die, I have no right to be
    Alive, no right to complain about life
    Life may be shit but I gotta keep
    Going, with the hope things will get better
    It's the only way to survive, only way
    To make it through another day.

    Let me know what you think?

    em/Fluffy x
  2. sky_blue

    sky_blue Guest

    never stop writing
  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I'm sorry you feel so badly about yourself and your life.:sad:

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