Its Never Enough
15 August, 2003
Author: TrueLife
Rose Red every night
The color I've learned so well
I've tried to stop
And when I think I can
Something happens and it hurts even more
I place the blade across my wrist
And push down with all my strength
Although its never enough
I go out sometimes
But I only bring tears to your eyes
You tell me I'll get over it
And that you will always be there
But when I turn to you
Your some were else
I knock on your door and no ones home
My Eyes begin to burn
I know I must get home
When Im alone I start again
Tears fill my eyes as I press hard with the blade
But it never seems to be enough
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Comments on this poem/writing:
mandy steder (207.14.78.111) -- Monday, November 17 2003, 02:43 am i too used to be a cutter, but now i am better thanks to my grandparents. they are all that i had, and all that i will ever have. i hope you get some help. there is a lot of it available out there. you just have to go and reach for it. there are emergency numbers you can call, if you are having trouble with the urges. i have used them many times, and it helps. hope ya get better, amanda |
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