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These Marks On My Wrist

Contributed by high_on_duct_tape on Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 05:18:29 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



As I stare at my wrist
And the marks upon it
I can only cry
What have I become?

As I stare at your face
And think about you
I burst into tears
What have I become?

Is my life really that bad?
I know the answer
Yes
Of course it is

But how did it get this way?
I've done nothing wrong
It started out an innocent crush
But it grew uncontrollably

I love you
As much as I hate it
But you barely notice me
And somehow, that matters more than it should

I'm too young for this
Too young to be this far gone in love
Too young to care so much about someone
Too young for these marks on my wrist

But my love is there
These marks are here
And I need to know
Why?




Copyright © high_on_duct_tape ... [ 2005-03-23 17:18:29]
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Re: These Marks On My Wrist (User Rating: 1 )
by sapphireshadow on Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 05:26:16 PM AEST
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Cutting yourself because of love is one of the stupidest things I've ever heard. Jeez, you really need help. A little advice: Go to Church. Tell someone that can and will help you. Don't be Stupid. Your Life is more important than that.


Re: These Marks On My Wrist (User Rating: 1 )
by waos on Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 05:31:36 PM AEST
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*hug* people have no right to judge how you feel or how you put it into words...

I'm not sure what quite to say in this comment, but I think you've got a talent
that can be developed into really good writing. My suggestion is try to get into
a creative writing class (it was the best thing that happened to my writing).
It would be wise not to let love be the cause of hurting yourself (I've been there
though so I can't judge). I hope you're able to get the help tha tyou need and
perhaps then you'll find out the whys that you're wondering.

Sorry I jabbered so much. *hugs*
~Waos/Kara


Re: These Marks On My Wrist (User Rating: 1 )
by RomanticSoul on Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 05:37:02 PM AEST
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Hurting yourself isnt the answer, you have to think about the other people in your life and how much they love you. Your not the only one who has been deeply in love only to have their heart broken, many have. Emotional pain is far more sever than physical pain and it takes longer to heal but eventually you do and you will look back only to see how much you have grown and how happy you are.


Re: These Marks On My Wrist (User Rating: 1 )
by CrippinBabi513 on Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 05:41:08 PM AEST
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I was a cutter once...then I decided to take my anger out in my writtings...looks to me as if you already write so try to write more on your feelings then to hurt yourself...hang in there things will change....* Babi


Re: These Marks On My Wrist (User Rating: 1 )
by write_whenit_hurts on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 12:27:54 AM AEST
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o mi goodness, hon, dont even worry about wut other people say, i'm a cutter and i go to church, sometimes that isn't always the solution is it? well, i love the poem, ur very talented! keep up the good work, don't stop wut ur great at!

xoxo,
bRiAnNa


Re: These Marks On My Wrist (User Rating: 1 )
by allforyou on Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 03:13:39 PM AEST
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I feel the same way, and I wish it wasn't so but it is. Hold on.

A Listening Ear,

--Kara


Re: These Marks On My Wrist (User Rating: 1 )
by Live2Die on Thursday, 10th November 2005 @ 04:51:25 PM AEST
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Because lifes not easy nor fair. Speak up, Shlomo.


Re: These Marks On My Wrist (User Rating: 1 )
by outlawpoet on Monday, 20th October 2008 @ 06:25:04 PM AEST
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one of the worst poems i have ever read where is your originality its the same old boo whooo sob story fell in love lost love wanna kill myself pshcho bull crap come on man get a grip move on write about something else




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