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Deep Red
Deep red
Bleed out the all of fears
Laughing the whole time
Because I’m so past tears
Deep red
Drench my skin in colored pain
Drop by drop, feel the release
My own cleansing crimson rain
Deep red
Feel the pull of all life’s hate
Focus on the silver kissing my skin
Come to terms with my fate
Deep red
Remember his drunken nights
Furious because my dad was weak
Furious for sharp fists during fights
Deep red
Close my eyes tight and subdue
Wrap myself in the physical grief
Ignore what I’ve been through
Deep red
Savior in crimson and a razor blade
Smile instead of breaking down
Bask in pretense as feelings fade
Deep red
Build my wall against bitter truth
Wish it could all be different
Look hard at a child’s broken youth
Deep red
Press hard, watch it stain hope
Fuck “look on the bright side”
I’ll live through this way to cope
Deep red
I was a little girl when my dad hit me
And it hurts so much to face
Someone…listen to my bloody plea
Only so strong because I’m so wrong
Help me escape my world where hate’s unfurled
by fade
posted on 06/10/2008
Bleed out the all of fears
Laughing the whole time
Because I’m so past tears
Deep red
Drench my skin in colored pain
Drop by drop, feel the release
My own cleansing crimson rain
Deep red
Feel the pull of all life’s hate
Focus on the silver kissing my skin
Come to terms with my fate
Deep red
Remember his drunken nights
Furious because my dad was weak
Furious for sharp fists during fights
Deep red
Close my eyes tight and subdue
Wrap myself in the physical grief
Ignore what I’ve been through
Deep red
Savior in crimson and a razor blade
Smile instead of breaking down
Bask in pretense as feelings fade
Deep red
Build my wall against bitter truth
Wish it could all be different
Look hard at a child’s broken youth
Deep red
Press hard, watch it stain hope
Fuck “look on the bright side”
I’ll live through this way to cope
Deep red
I was a little girl when my dad hit me
And it hurts so much to face
Someone…listen to my bloody plea
Only so strong because I’m so wrong
Help me escape my world where hate’s unfurled
by fade
posted on 06/10/2008
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Comment by Schuyler: Jun 16, 2008 10:17 pm
this is an amazing poem, keep writing.. if things are still happeing at home with your dad, you really do need to get help- ive been there. and just like everyone else, im here to talk if u like. <3 Comment by LemonKoi: Jun 15, 2008 6:50 pm
This is really good, I love the emotion in it but I've seen too many people in hospital beds, if you think no one can help you try atleast to help yourself.Comment by loveforeverlivelonger: Jun 10, 2008 7:26 am
oh hun. don't cut.... don't...
its something you will regret and when you grow up and have kids and they see that what are you going to say then your kids are gonna wanna cut and what will you say..... think about it...... would you just rather write beautiful poetry such as this or regret every line..... think about it alright.... i am here if you need to talk
Comment by bloodyrose: Jun 10, 2008 8:38 am
agree with loveforeverlivelonger...dont do it..its the hardest thing in the world not to do...i know..i still do it and ive supposed to be cold turkying...i am here for you if you need to talk to someone..please Comment by DeathKitty: Jun 10, 2008 3:43 pm
What a deep poem.
It's beautiful in such a tragic way.
Instead of cutting put an elastic band around your wrist and snap it when you feel like practicing self-mutilation.
Comment by squirrelluver2: Jun 10, 2008 4:57 pm
People can tell you not to cut and that it'll be okay, but you and I both know that it won't. My friend was crying so hard when I was put in a hospital for cutting a vain and almost dying. She was the only one who knew and she kept saying, "Amanda, please stop!" But the more she said it the more I couldn't.Comment by Angelsvoice: Jun 10, 2008 8:05 pm
...
i cant say i know how you feel
but i dont wear my scars on the outside
my hearts been torn to pieces and repaired..and idk how its still there
but you have to look inside yourself and know that you can make it
because- you can
idk if it seems like it, and i dont want to sound like im preaching
but have hope
we're here for you
your poem really touched me
Comment by SweetMalice: Jun 11, 2008 5:07 pm
Your poem has hit a deep spot in my heart but I won't lie and say I know how you feel because no one but you can ever know.
There is a brighter side, even when teh sky gets dark, the sun is always there.
Comment by paulina13: Jun 11, 2008 6:19 pm
this is so intense---wish i could write like you! sad but really awesome job. keep up the good workComment by Zero4Nunn: Jun 12, 2008 2:47 am
I hope writing this gave you some perspective. Though I hope you do more than just write about this problem.Comment by darkartisticgurl: Jun 12, 2008 10:46 pm
this poem is amazing... maybe it's because most of us reading it can relate. or maybe it's because its just that powerful. but either way, this poem is absolutley amazing... keep writing, cuz id love to read more.Comment by andshecried: Jun 15, 2008 2:16 pm
Awesome poem!!!
i can relate so well with you.
when you read it you can see and feel what you where at that time
keep writing!!
Comment by Breathexxforxxme: Jul 2, 2008 11:00 am
i agree with livelongerloveforever take this advice wisly you shouldn't cut because you will regret it and wether or not you ever have kids you will still regret it it is alot to bare and i understand very much why you would i know how you feel but you should talk to these people who have commented your poem i am sure they care very much about for you and that goes for me to.. if you ever need somebody to talk to i am always here tooComment by fade: Jul 2, 2008 1:58 pm
Hmmm...seems i'm in need for a clarification. cutting is something that i'm truly working hard to overcome, both on my own and with an amazing therapist. step by step.