The Other Day by Skorpion

I tried to cut myself the other day
To make the pain go away
I’ll try to cut myself again today
Cuz the pain just won’t go away
When I slice I get a rush
An excited feeling I just can’t crush
It’s like a ride at an amusement park
But this thrill is much more dark
I can’t help the way I feel
I just wish it wasn’t so real
When I open myself up
After the day I acted so tough
I drain away my aggression
But it only leads to depression
As my mind screams for more
I watch as my blood hits the floor
A crimson rain that continues to flow
Down in streams row after row
With the blade in my hand
I give myself a brand
That will forever show
All my pain that wouldn’t go

dawn (65.40.251.144) -- Friday, October 24 2003, 11:39 pm

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i love this poem. i've often felt just this way. few people have the strenth to capture and share the pain that lies hidden behind the blood. the scars that last a lifetime aren't only on the skin.

Skorpion (198.81.26.113) -- Monday, October 27 2003, 10:41 am

Thanx
Well thanx dawn... I always try to express either what other people can't or what other people won't...

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