Blade Tip
Contributed by
Pats4eva7
on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 11:42:18 AM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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You want to cut,
To feel the pain.
To see your blood,
Watching it drain.
To feel your anger,
Just sweep away.
With no thoughts,
Theres nothing to say.
Unable to hold on,
Driving you insane.
Just thriving with that question,
An incredible must.
Cutting off a section,
Acting on your bloody lust.
Cutting is an anger,
Fear is pain.
Feel the balde tip linger,
Then start to slash again.
You cant stop,
You hate the pain.
You hate the blood,
And the way it drains.
You hate your anger,
Just sweeping away.
With so many thoughts,
Theres so much to say.
With so many thoughts,
Theres so much pain.
Trying to hold on,
Fighting to stay sane.
The thrive of a question,
That one must.
Hating that severed section,
Trying not to cut.
Yes, cutting is anger,
And fear is pain.
The blade tip will never linger,
It will not cut again.
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