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Array ( [sid] => 89347 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Cutter's Poem [time] => 2005-03-30 15:13:26 [hometext] => please comment... [bodytext] => The cold blade in my hand
I smoothly slice into my skin
Gently creating a new wound
To release some of my pain
Slowly, deeper, deeper
Red scars cover my arms
Wrists like a canvas waiting
Addicted to the feeling
Can’t stop myself from harm
Blood oozes from the cut
Tears stream from my eyes
All the pain centered in one spot
For only a minute
I am free
Cut myself open again and again
Progressing deeper and deeper
Soon to dig too deep
But for now I use the knife
To drain some of my anguish
Until there is nothing left of me
I cut into my pale skin
Until the end has come…
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A Cutter's Poem

Contributed by blue_angel on Wednesday, 30th March 2005 @ 03:13:26 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry

The cold blade in my hand
I smoothly slice into my skin
Gently creating a new wound
To release some of my pain
Slowly, deeper, deeper
Red scars cover my arms
Wrists like a canvas waiting
Addicted to the feeling
Can’t stop myself from harm
Blood oozes from the cut
Tears stream from my eyes
All the pain centered in one spot
For only a minute
I am free
Cut myself open again and again
Progressing deeper and deeper
Soon to dig too deep
But for now I use the knife
To drain some of my anguish
Until there is nothing left of me
I cut into my pale skin
Until the end has come…

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Re: A Cutter's Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by disturbed_silence on Wednesday, 30th March 2005 @ 03:41:05 PM AEST
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Well, i have a friend who used to cut, and i can say that cutting only brought her more problems and more pain.Try channeling your pain trhu something else....like sport or talking to someone..or even crying. jut let go.

Re: A Cutter's Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by THUGGIN4REAL on Wednesday, 30th March 2005 @ 03:43:27 PM AEST
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that was real. but there is a beeter way to let go of your pain other than the blade , the pen to your paper , you'll shed more blood through poetry than death.

Re: A Cutter's Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Thursday, 31st March 2005 @ 07:14:58 AM AEST
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this spoke to me in volumes as I self harm and I know myself that I should find another way to deal with my pain, a very honest and deep write,
pix xx

Re: A Cutter's Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by humboldtsweetie33 on Thursday, 31st March 2005 @ 03:57:29 PM AEST
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wow that was good. i am a cutter too. people dont know what its like to do this. its not as easy as it sounds to stop.

Re: A Cutter's Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by KishaLovesCare126 on Wednesday, 6th April 2005 @ 09:59:31 PM AEST
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i agree as I'm a cutter too its not easy n not many people understand us cutter's n they shouldn't have ot unless we want them to know what we're really like.

care

Re: A Cutter's Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by chrismahoney on Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 11:48:11 AM AEST
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i am NOT a "cutter" and i dont know what age you are, but I'm guessing somewhere between 4 an 5, Im not saying that your poetry isn't deep, like the wounds you so often ct into your skin, I just think it's pathetic, I mean really..poetry is nice, this frustrating topic is not.

i don't mean to be harsh on you, but I dont know anyone who has cut themselve, mainly because I situate myself around people who don't seek attention like a Five year old, and I base myself around intelligent people who have a mind of their own.
Let me tell you something, Life gives us choices everyday, God gave us life, therefore God gives us choices to change our life everyday....you just need to realise that and stop this shambolic display or immature digression which isn't impressing anybody with an IQ over 100.

The above was no direct criticism of your poetry. although it plays a part in my objective.

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