Your Poetry Dot Com

Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!

Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+

Custom Search


Welcome !	Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link	29-May 18:09:01 AEST

Menu

· Our eBay Store

· Error Submit

Poetry

· Submit Poetry

· Least Read Poems

· Members Listing

· Old Site Post 2001

· Old Site Pre 2001

· Poetry Archive

· Public Domain Poetry

Stories

· Stories (NEW ! )

· Submit Story

· Story Topics

· Stories Archive

· Story Search

Community

· Our Poetry Forums

· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

Site Help

· FAQ

· Feedback

Members Areas

· Your Account

· Members Journals

· Premium Sign-Up

Premium Section

· Special Section

· Premium Poems

· Premium Submit

· Premium Search

· Premium Archive

· Premium Topics

Fun & Games

· Jokes

· Bubble Puzzle

· Cross Word Easy

· Word Hunt

Reference

· Dictionary (Rhyming)

· Site Updates

· Special Content

Search

Top

Help This Site

· Donations

Others

· Moderators

Our Other Sites

· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

Social

Array ( [sid] => 88385 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Secret [time] => 2005-03-22 17:48:30 [hometext] => This is another poem I wrote a few days before I told my mom I was a cutter [bodytext] => Im counting down the hours,
Until I reach my fate.
I wish I could take it back,
But I know im just too late.

I wonder what comes next,
After I bear my soul.
Will I see the light again,
Or dig myself another hole?

Im so afraid of what they'll think,
And I fear what they will say.
I know they'll never understand,
But I wish they could someway.

They're disbelief and disgust,
Seem to cause me shame.
No one can grasp the fact,
Im playing God's game.

I wish I could show them,
The release given by the blade.
I wish they wouldnt be so blind,
To the pain they also made.

I dont know how to escape,
All this seething pain.
I cant seem to find a way,
To block away the rain.

I dont want to hurt you,
But ive hurt all my life.
Its now time you know,
About my secret with the knife.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 72 [informant] => Pats4eva7 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )

My Secret

Contributed by Pats4eva7 on Tuesday, 22nd March 2005 @ 05:48:30 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry

Im counting down the hours,
Until I reach my fate.
I wish I could take it back,
But I know im just too late.

I wonder what comes next,
After I bear my soul.
Will I see the light again,
Or dig myself another hole?

Im so afraid of what they'll think,
And I fear what they will say.
I know they'll never understand,
But I wish they could someway.

They're disbelief and disgust,
Seem to cause me shame.
No one can grasp the fact,
Im playing God's game.

I wish I could show them,
The release given by the blade.
I wish they wouldnt be so blind,
To the pain they also made.

I dont know how to escape,
All this seething pain.
I cant seem to find a way,
To block away the rain.

I dont want to hurt you,
But ive hurt all my life.
Its now time you know,
About my secret with the knife.

Copyright © Pats4eva7 ... [ 2005-03-22 17:48:30]
(Date/Time posted on site)

Advertisments:

Previous Posted Poem | | Next Posted Poem

Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more

All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.

Re: My Secret (User Rating: 1 )
by Jen54 on Tuesday, 22nd March 2005 @ 06:10:38 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

I really like it. I remember when I told my mom. It wasn't by choice, someone saw my arm and told the safe cordinator at my school and she was called in. All I could think about was how she was going to handle it.
-jen

Re: My Secret (User Rating: 1 )
by 307luvs09 on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 12:38:42 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

ok so i've read at least 7 of your poems thus far. YOu should get a grip cause you are a tight writer. The irony of it is that you write from your heart. I can't wait to see how your work reads once you realize how talented you are. I mean you should do def poetry or publish yourself. Pass on this gift to other young children who suffer from the same, help them channel it as well. I don't know you from pix, but I can tell you this much. You have nothing to be ashamed about, you obviously are here for a reason ( to help voice what so many others can't seem to verbalize) and it's time to step up to the challenge accept your fate and start saving those you can reach. Believe it or not your reach will be powerful, and stretch armstrong LONG!!--

While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com