Take Your Words
Author: The Lost Girl
Get away from me, Don't spare me a glance,
I'm not able to be helped, I had my last chance.
You tell me it's alright, to just stop and think,
Well, I pondered it- Happy? I gave you a wink.
You shed tears of sorrow for what I do to myself,
Well get over it- I did. I put those emotions on the shelf.
When I relieve my pain, or what you call self- abuse,
I fell happy then, so go away, your words are over-used.
When I cut, you're not the one who has to cope and deal,
I do, and I do it just fine- the scars will always heal.
Pain is something you just don't fully understand,
it overcomes a person, holding down their hands.
At the start, the victim always screams for help,
but passer-by's just ignore them, sympathy no one felt.
Pain never completely goes away,
it leaves for a short time, but then it comes to stay.
You scream at me and say that it is wrong,
but what I don't understand is what took you so long?
That's what just really, in my eyes, isn't right.
You wait till I can't resist the pain to tell me to try to fight.
I'm no longer in control, do you just not see,
that the soul within has changed, it's definately not me.
So, take you words to someone else, you're just waisting your time.
Because I am overcome by this, and that decision, it was mine.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|RainFlyer8 (18.104.22.168) -- Friday, March 4 2005, 05:05 pm|
I just wanted to know....who is this too? To the person's mom, boyfriend, dad? It's a really great poem and it puts cutting into the perspective of how much it hurts the person's loved ones....awsome poem please write more
|The Lost Girl (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, March 4 2005, 10:45 pm|
I guess this poem, if you look at it in another person's place, it could be to their mom, boyfriend, or dad, but in my place it's to.. Three of my best friends, one is a girl and two of them are guys. I wrote it for them, I guess, because they have no idea about anything- they just see a scar or wher blood once was and freaks out.
|taylor james (126.96.36.199) -- Sunday, March 6 2005, 09:19 pm|
this poem is really good it descibes me in so many ways i hope ti b able to see more of ur poems xx
|aimee aka bubz (188.8.131.52) -- Tuesday, March 8 2005, 04:57 am|
you are an awesome writter.i feel your pain and can feel wat you feel.you write it in words so well. kept writting - aimee
|self mutilater (184.108.40.206) -- Tuesday, March 8 2005, 07:26 pm|
i agree and can relate to all your poems!! this is my fvorite
|Jeremy Morzos (220.127.116.11) -- Thursday, March 10 2005, 06:04 pm|
Lovely and deep thoughts too but I like the outcome of this poem
|Mike (18.104.22.168) -- Saturday, April 9 2005, 10:47 pm|
I've wanted to say something like this to so many people. They try to make me 'promise' not to cut, and get upset when I don't. They don't seem to understand that I've been doing it for years, and that all of a sudden, just because they've finally taken their heads out of their asses and noticed, I'll stop for them. Great poem.
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