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Array ( [sid] => 69536 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Sliced up by Rose petal blades. [time] => 2004-10-31 07:02:01 [hometext] => More night mares of cutting. More truth of cutting. You may find this is triggering. [bodytext] => Black tears dribble down my soft cheeks.
And then dissolve back into me.
My black hair’s getting thinner now.
It’s beginning to fall out.
I’m going back to hurting now.
Pushing out my frown.

Scarlet shadows surround me.
Locking me in.
I’m back in a cage.
And I’m slitting my skin.
Crimson dribbles in a soft flow.
Down my wrist and onto the snow.
I’m lying in my head.
I’m living there again.
I’m lying down in a pool of red.
Rose petal blades are scattered smiling around me head…
I wait just a second, then they hit and I’m dead…

I wake up shaking!
And sit bolt up right.
I feel my-self breaking.
It’s the middle of the night.
It’s dark out side.
I switch on the light.
It’s bright.
It blinds.

I scan my wrists.
My arms and my fists.
There’s no trace of blood.
No drying ruby mud.
My brains feels mucked!
Why’d the night mares come…?
I want to cut,
But the tools are blunt,
But I’ll buy some more *****.
And slit and cut.
Until there’s enough.
And the pain’s too much…

I lie back still.
Cold and feeling ill.
Cutting makes me heal.
Cutting makes me real.
…But unless you cut, you wouldn’t know how it feels.
Cutting lets me feel…
It grows me a shield.
It places me in a silver field.
Inside a world, that CAN’T be killed!
‘Coz inside, it will ALWAYS be real…
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Sliced up by Rose petal blades.

Contributed by deathdrop on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 07:02:01 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Black tears dribble down my soft cheeks.
And then dissolve back into me.
My black hair’s getting thinner now.
It’s beginning to fall out.
I’m going back to hurting now.
Pushing out my frown.

Scarlet shadows surround me.
Locking me in.
I’m back in a cage.
And I’m slitting my skin.
Crimson dribbles in a soft flow.
Down my wrist and onto the snow.
I’m lying in my head.
I’m living there again.
I’m lying down in a pool of red.
Rose petal blades are scattered smiling around me head…
I wait just a second, then they hit and I’m dead…

I wake up shaking!
And sit bolt up right.
I feel my-self breaking.
It’s the middle of the night.
It’s dark out side.
I switch on the light.
It’s bright.
It blinds.

I scan my wrists.
My arms and my fists.
There’s no trace of blood.
No drying ruby mud.
My brains feels mucked!
Why’d the night mares come…?
I want to cut,
But the tools are blunt,
But I’ll buy some more *****.
And slit and cut.
Until there’s enough.
And the pain’s too much…

I lie back still.
Cold and feeling ill.
Cutting makes me heal.
Cutting makes me real.
…But unless you cut, you wouldn’t know how it feels.
Cutting lets me feel…
It grows me a shield.
It places me in a silver field.
Inside a world, that CAN’T be killed!
‘Coz inside, it will ALWAYS be real…




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Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by THORN on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 07:10:11 AM AEST
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Whoa, dude I hope you're not suicidal! heh
Fantastic write, keep it up without cutting yourself, 'k? :S


Cheers,
-XRaye


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 08:30:28 AM AEST
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Look, you obviously have alot of talent, your poems are really very good.
You have things to live for and I'm sure you have things that make you happy. You just have to find them.
I hope the nightmares stop soon.
Here for you,
Phil xxx


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 09:07:24 AM AEST
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a very emotional write, i hope that your nightmares stop soon,

takecare,

pixie xx


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by Gothchyk on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 11:04:54 AM AEST
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hey, this is a breathtaking write. I don't want to be too quick to judge, so Ill just say that I hope your mind finds peace so you can rest easy during the night. Again awsesome.


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 12:24:54 PM AEST
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Not really. There are more positive ways to make yourself feel better..you choose not to take a more positive path because you've become addicted to cutting..I'm not on your side any more..I'm not against you, but I'm not condoning the cutting any more because you seem to like it..you just keep doing it and I don't know if you take advice and try to stop or not..but all I ever hear you say is "cutting makes me feel better." That's really not true." It's a crock..I've been there so don't try to feed it to me.. I've felt pain..been molested by a family member, had a child die..close friend die, am abused by my husband, watch my grandchildren suffer abuse..So don't tell me I can't understand because I haven't been there. cutting makes things worse and gives you another problem..


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by mfitzsy on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 12:32:29 PM AEST
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a very good write, hope to see more from you in the future.


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by LiquidChaos on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 05:33:49 PM AEST
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Wow, I'm impressed Rosie...This is very good...Way to express EXACTLY what you feel. And don't you dare listen to 'a bear' because writing isn't about pleasing people. You write what you feel, no matter what. Don't sell out. Who cares what others think. Yeah, you've become addicted to cutting, but people become addicted to all kinds of things...drugs, sex, alcohol, even shopping...you cut and bleed to lessen the ache, and it keeps you ALIVE!!! That's how we want you! That's how we NEED you to be. We all have to make sacrifices, and sometimes there's not much else you can do. Just don't let it get to the point where you are posting on here saying goodbye to all of us. None of us want that for you. Suicide is a chain. You kill yourself, maybe that will make me feel like killing myself. Then maybe I kill myself, and my friend Paul kills himself and so on and so forth. You never know who you'll affect. Just KEEP GOING. Tomorrow is another day. Make the best of what you've got, cause you KNOW that when you've hit the bottom you can only go up.
We love you and we're all pulling for you.
-Addie


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by Nicole_Rahaman on Friday, 5th November 2004 @ 08:15:43 AM AEST
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Such mixed reactions from the readers....

I know that you really may not believe in a Higher Power, namely God. But I'll tell you that I once felt the way you do now, not about cutting but I was addicted to self-injury too. I was suicidal and desperate and really didnt know what to do to keep me alive. I had a Revelation one day, through someone I knew (I wouldnt even call that person a friend, just someone I believe God used to reach out to me). I was shown that there was something inside of me that was totally invaluable to others and God showed me how much He loves me. Now, just as you feel about cutting, how it relieves your pain and makes you forget temporarily, maybe comforts you, that is the exact way God makes me feel. Loving Him and receiving His love is the best thing in the world. If only you could try it, you would experience what I'm talking about.

I really hope and pray that soon your pain will disappear and never return.

Nicole


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by Satrianus on Thursday, 11th November 2004 @ 01:37:56 AM AEST
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A very beautifull and emotional writing ! Hope everything turns out fine for you ! Keep writing !!!


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by silverjade on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 11:41:51 AM AEST
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wow that poem was sssoo awesome.
keep up the good writes
Jade


Re: Sliced up by Rose petal blades. (User Rating: 1 )
by emphaticplacebo on Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 08:57:00 AM AEST
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I am totally blown away by this poem! You just have a awesome talent for describing how you feel, and this I'm sure taps into other readers feelngs too, revealing what would normally remain hidden. I will be sure to read more from you, keep writing and fighting the good fight

Dan




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