Self Mutilation

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is on the ongoing problem of self mutilation and the ending results once you finally quit. It shows that no matter how bad the urge is do not cave, picture your family, would they really want you doing this?

Submitted: October 28, 2006

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Today i took a good look
at what is hidden beneath
these sleeves, and sweaters
i saw the scars that i have caused
myself to have
at the sight of them
i just wanted to grab the knife
and cut them all off of my arm
but i could not do it
My sisters face
appeared in my head
she is the reason why i stopped cutting
i felt bad keeping such a deadly secret from her
I stopped caring, and I'm back into it
i love it
when i see the blood i just smile
pain shoots through my arm
but all i can do is laugh
some see me as crazy
but i just say I'm having fun
i see the scars, they bother me
every day i cause myself to have more
not many know about my problem
but if they ever saw my wrist
they would all be in shock
that their little angel was capable
of playing such a deadly game
i just can not stop
i am addicted to this game


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