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Array ( [sid] => 30005 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Cope [time] => 2003-12-23 03:07:39 [hometext] => Don't critisize those who cut [bodytext] => We cut ourselves to ease the pain
With every cut we're claimed insane
With every scar is another part
Of a story that tells when things fell apart
We hold the razor firmly in our hand
Not giving a **** that the sane won't understand
Slice your flesh and feel release
Now you start to feel at ease
Another slice allows you to drift away
And you forget all the **** that happened today
Others try it as a joke
With false words they have spoke
They feel the pain and begin to plead
Not understanding how we cut and watch it bleed
Not understanding how we don't feel the pain
There goes another chance for them to call us insane
We cut for hate, for anger, for love
Many times have we seen our blood
Look on our arms, our shoulders, our legs
On some it looks as if there's been a plague
And for us this is all much too real
Along with the pain that we feel
And you all claim we have a troubled mind
But our hidden secrets you don't dare try to find
And you all claim we have a troubled soul
Yet you don't want to know what's cost us this toll
And all of you live your lives with false hope
For all the bull**** this is our way to cope. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 13 [informant] => CuttersAngel [notes] => MODERATOR 9 Language [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Cope

Contributed by CuttersAngel on Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 03:07:39 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

We cut ourselves to ease the pain
With every cut we're claimed insane
With every scar is another part
Of a story that tells when things fell apart
We hold the razor firmly in our hand
Not giving a **** that the sane won't understand
Slice your flesh and feel release
Now you start to feel at ease
Another slice allows you to drift away
And you forget all the **** that happened today
Others try it as a joke
With false words they have spoke
They feel the pain and begin to plead
Not understanding how we cut and watch it bleed
Not understanding how we don't feel the pain
There goes another chance for them to call us insane
We cut for hate, for anger, for love
Many times have we seen our blood
Look on our arms, our shoulders, our legs
On some it looks as if there's been a plague
And for us this is all much too real
Along with the pain that we feel
And you all claim we have a troubled mind
But our hidden secrets you don't dare try to find
And you all claim we have a troubled soul
Yet you don't want to know what's cost us this toll
And all of you live your lives with false hope
For all the bull**** this is our way to cope.

Copyright © CuttersAngel ... [ 2003-12-23 03:07:39]
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Re: Cope (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 03:53:09 AM AEST
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This is such a beautifully honest write. Everything you said is so true aswell. People don't understand unless they have been through the pain themselves. They think of us as the freaks who can't deal with life, when really, it is so much more than just no being able to deal with life. Thankyou so very much for this write, for finally speaking out for all the cutters. I will be on the lookout for more of your poems.

Stacey

Re: Cope (User Rating: 1 )
by jme on Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 09:06:13 AM AEST
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Well expressed. Thank you for allowing me to see into your mind.

Re: Cope (User Rating: 1 )
by mystical_illusion on Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 04:07:12 PM AEST
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Again, wow, awsome. very well put for the rest of us that cut.
-kelly

Re: Cope (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Wednesday, 24th December 2003 @ 03:43:58 AM AEST
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I loved this took me back to a place I can remember all to vividly. This was beautiful in its own dark way. I love your poetry you definitely have a way with words.

Bobo (Joel)

Re: Cope (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlitAngel on Wednesday, 31st December 2003 @ 08:05:40 PM AEST
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You explain it so well... I'd rather be crazy than sane anyday, so "they" can say whatever they want coz I don't care. Great write, I love it!

~ Moonlit

Re: Cope (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Saturday, 5th March 2005 @ 03:18:20 AM AEST
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***** this is so true.. well done, P.M me sum time if u wanna talk, im a cutter too

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