Cutting

• Artist: dutchbrosdude
• Description: I wrote this poem anout myself and my adiction to cutting. Im really trying to stop so please don't judge me. Just judge the poem and give me any sugestions okay.
• Date: 06/08/2009
• Tags: cutting sucide depressing selfharm blood

I have an itch I dare not scratch,
Its burning inside like a destructive match.

I start to sweat, to twich and lie
If I do it I will shurly die.

The pressures bult up I draw my last breath,
It makes me so high its my own special Meth.

I just can't take it I will do the deed,
I slit my wrist and it starts to bleed.

The blood beads up, then it will pop
Im going so crazy I just can't stop.

My arms redundent doing it again and again,
If my parents only knew of my selfish sin.

My arm drips like a leaky drain,
It's the only way to ease the pain.

I see my self in the puddle of blood, and turn my head in hate.
Cutting is my adiction, and death is my fate.

My mom calls the cops to try and set things straight,
But I lay there dead they were all too late.

Comments

[snuggley_bear56-]

i love this poem..its so...deep. xD
but seriously i love it. i thought of cutting myself once but you know what...i started doing different things like crying and punching my bedroom wall...yeah my family has ALOT of wall supplies.

[hinata_uchiha345]

wow and your on my idols i think its a Wow poem and maybe you should go see a counsoler or talk to your parents

[pinkberry1213]

oh i think it's a good poem. I won't judge you. i have pain too. My suggestion would be to talk to a friend or a close relative. or you could try to punching a pillow. lol. but i understand.