Who wants to be a cutter?

[PoetessAurora]

It's not the cut.
It's the idea of the cut.
The power I wield,
As the blade opens my eyes.
As it cuts through the darkness,
Only to find the child inside.
Leaving red trails of life,
On pale marble limbs.
Flesh of my forbearers,
Painted decoratively crimson.
My emotions run ramped,
Giddy with joy.
To feel any emotion,
Is a reward to have won.
Today, I change from a sinner.
Today, I became a winner.

 

[Frosty da snowman]

I'm not a cutter but I get them, sometimes pain is the only thing that makes you feel real. I get that from this, good post

 

[PoetessAurora]

thanks

 

[RussellG]

I like the first two lines and the last two lines. Working yourself up for the cut... anticipation.

Thank you.

 

[sparkle_jez]

Excellent stuff!

I am a cutter, and I understand.....