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Blood flowing down my skin again looking for a way myself to wake, the razor blade filled with blood on it. I hide my scars so nobody sees, They will never know all the red tears i have cried. all the mistake i have made in my life, everyone i have hurt,everyone i have let out of my life, i am filled with pain inside i don't know what to do with myself, Every single cut on my wrists shows all the times i just wanted to die,why is my life so screwed up? I slit my wrists a few more times, each time i get weaker and weaker, here i am lying on the floor crying my eyes out, i stop the bleeding a couple more times, wishing i never have stopped it.

by dyinginside52
posted on 06/04/2008

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Comment by deadrose37: Jun 22, 2008 6:28 pm
everybody's life is screwed up in one way or another. unfortuanely your life is also filled with pain and suffering which creates the need to escape it all by cutting
Comment by unknowntruth1: Jun 5, 2008 2:00 pm
this is sad. ive been there. its tough. but just try to get through it. and i know everyone says youll regret cutting and it seems like crap. but trust me.. when you stop you really do regret it. im here if you ever need to talk.
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