cutter

[LadyWidow]

I cut and cut until I can feel no more
I lay in wander upon the floor
The blood doeth trickle from my arm
Unto my body did I do such harm

Now you ask me "what were you thinking?"
I answer, about how my life is shrinking
Into a ball of sadness and fears
I just curl and let go of the tears

Falling into a state of sleep
Is the only time I am happy deep
Awaking to another day
I don't know how much longer I could stay

But til then shall I go
Into a slumber as cold as snow
As is my heart in the night
Til I take on wings and soar in flight

 

[RareForm]

this poem really makes me sad.....
I can't imagine you thinking thoughts like this....I hope that things in your life get better, because I hate to see you this way, I am here if you need me...

 

[cherub]

I find that more and more our young writters have such great emotions that come through their written work. THis is no exception. Remember that there are our people that will listen and be there for you.

Me or Rareform are just a pm away if you need to chat.

but the poem was very well written props for that