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Dark World
By smurfalwaz
I cut because it hurts,
It leaves scars on my tainted skin,
It shows the hell you put me through,
It shows my cries for pain and death.
When I put my hands on the knife,
I start it slow,
Going with the beat,
Running across my veins.
Feeling the blood run freely down,
Hearing the drops on the floor,
Plunk.
Plunk.
The blood is warm againts my freezing flesh,
My eyes start to darken,
My head starts to spin,
Around the room is going,
Out the blood is flowing.
Towards the end,
I know I can't,
I can't go on in this life,
But how can I die with only the first try?
Everything is cold,
The blood stops it's flow,
I'm screaming for life,
In this dark world.
-cutting isn't worth it-
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Copyright 2003 smurfalwaz
Published on Wednesday, November 12, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Friday, August 24, 2007, Simply Me
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wrote:
This is so painful. I felt it deeply.
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On Saturday, November 19, 2005, maddin foxxxy
(358) wrote:
I like the darkness and honesty in this poem.
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A former member wrote:
Love this. I've felt almost exactly like this before so I really relate to it. Keep writing, your work is is very well done.
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On Wednesday, November 12, 2003, frost bite
(43) wrote:
i like how it's not just saying 'i'm said, i shall commit suicide' it puts a new perspective into it, not really wanting to go but still hating everything you have, i really liked this piece, great job!
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