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Ode to Cutting (The Cutter)

Contributed by bobotheclown on Sunday, 2nd March 2003 @ 12:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I hate this
Its beginning to take its toll
The cutting, burning, suicidal thoughts
If you know what its like
To wake up after a night,
A night of being intimate with your razor
The soreness, how worthless you feel
Because you couldn't resist, just couldn't
Maybe you've walked the same path as I,
Maybe a little different
In any case I extend my sympathies

Can't pull myself out of this hole,
This six foot hole
Trapped 'n torn
Bleeding, Oh God just stop!!!
Kleenxes - red
Bed - spotted red
Heart - broken and confused
I hate this terminal addiction
Writing my story on my body
Something only a few can translate
And fewer those who can UNDERSTAND

Pain commands my life
Tears, crying on the last rung of life
Trying to feel, but do I want to?
When the only emotion discerned is pain
Dancing in the coldness
To same forever tune
Oh, I hate this... I really do




Copyright © bobotheclown ... [ 2003-03-02 00:00:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by yellow_sundragon on Sunday, 2nd March 2003 @ 12:18:37 AM AEST
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Do I know this tune, do I ever..... Honesty or curiosity? A little of both I think....

YS


Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on Sunday, 2nd March 2003 @ 03:01:25 PM AEST
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oh wow...joel...today, i thought every one of these thoughts you've written down, i understand...this is beautiful...


Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by nightrider on Thursday, 6th March 2003 @ 04:10:50 PM AEST
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this hits so close to my heart, you have no idea... understanding is by far the most unknown factor in my life... thanks for the beautiful write...


Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by WordPoet on Friday, 7th March 2003 @ 12:47:44 PM AEST
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Indecision, the heart beats and thoughts race through the mind. Holding on is so hard but letting go isn't easy either. Wanting to die, wanting to be saved. Powerless to control the emotions let alone that which causes them. Empty but filled with pain at the same time.

Yes I know, I understand. I've been there and made it through.

Good write.


Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by LadyDama on Friday, 7th March 2003 @ 04:19:05 PM AEST
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your writing is very deep and personal... what a beautiful tribute it would be to yourself to bleed the paper with your pen (as you have done so effortlessly here) INSTEAD of your heart with your razor... my blessings to you...


Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 10th March 2003 @ 12:18:39 AM AEST
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:( wow...................................so sad..........................it was curiosity apparently but i think it should be a bit of both, its happened that way for me anyhow. A great write


Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Friday, 21st March 2003 @ 12:08:22 PM AEST
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so sad, but wonderfully written. you put so much passion and emotion into your work. I honestly enjoy it.
your friend
kara


Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by squeesh on Wednesday, 23rd July 2003 @ 01:39:09 AM AEST
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thats a really really great poem I understand it all to well the confusion and the satisfaction. Great write keep up the good work
~squeesh


Re: Ode to Cutting (The Cutter) (User Rating: 1 )
by Jason_Robert_Britt on Wednesday, 13th August 2003 @ 06:38:14 AM AEST
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now this is made to be published... great job!!!




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