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Cut instead of Cry
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Self harm/Suicide 9/22/01
You sometimes ask me why
I cut instead of cry,
I use it to get by
But youll never understand
This screaming mad demand
To release my built up pain
with a bloody bright red stain
It's like I'm being torn apart
It wont leave once you start
It's the only way for me
Why cant you understand,nor see?
That I release blood of my wrist
To clear The pain thats fogging mist
I love all your poems but this one especially, its written really well and is just what needs saying to people who don't understand self harm.
x x sarah x x
This poem struck a chord. It made everything seem so explainable and it made sense.
People often think i have issues because i cut myself, and when they ask me why i never have an answer that they understand but that has covered everything. You are an amazing poet!
Jenny
xxxxx
This poems sounds a lot like me a few weeks ago. I was so angry and my mom found mine and made me get help. Good writing tori...
Your welcome,
Miranda
I remember cutting myself once... Only once, I never did it after that, but it's a kind of high you can't find anywhere else.