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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Uhmmm.. this is true. :P

The knife cuts it open
Down to the core
The sharp edges show blood
It makes me want more
I want a flood

Pain leaks out
I get this rush

Moms coming
I have to hush
If she hears me
I'll be caught

She calls my name
But I can't let her see
I can't let this begin

Blood forms a bubble
I wait for it to burst
It does
Running down my arm
Dark red
Maybe this time,
I'll be dead

This isn't the first time
And deffinaly not the last
This is my secret
Of self-harm.

I hate when people ask
If I'm okay
That means I have to lie and say
"I'm fine"
I hide this

Submitted: December 20, 2009

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i'm sorry it's true :(
please don't harm yourself

Sun, December 20th, 2009 2:33am


I used do this all the time. It becomes like a rush to feel the pain, and it becomes a game to see how many people believe you when you lie and say you are okay. I finally stopped when I became pregnant for the first time. I realized that the pain you create doesn't heal the pain created by others. Nobody should ever do this! Still, it's an excellent poem.

Mon, December 21st, 2009 4:05am


I dont no how many times ive just about started but every time something happens that interrupes me before ive go through with it. I know what u mean by lying and say im fine i do it every day. Amazing poem

Wed, December 30th, 2009 2:59am

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