Cuts

• Artist: DarkKittyMyauChi
• Description: The only thing I have left.
• Date: 10/07/2008
• Tags: cuts

Cuts

A call for help.
A secret that keep in the dark.
The tears I shade for myself and maybe someone else.
The want to stop that but I can't.
The thing, I look to when I'm sad.
The red blood means, revenge,hate, my sadness.
Those cuts, what keep my sanity or what left.
They make me guess what, I keep living for.
It what keep my tears from crying in vein.
But one day those cut will not make me.
I find out I'm not worth.
Then I will start cutting everyone else to find out.
Just me and my cuts looking for, what left of me.

Comments

[xx--Moonlit Misery]

good poem...
if you really cut yourself though, do what the other girls suggest...

[kait x deidei]

awsome poem if that happned to you and you cut yourself realx. you can stop just take everday one step at a time i cant say your worth more i dont know you ,but you think about it and make the desisone

[Sean Brennans wife]

Don't let's be silly, go see a therapist! That's what I did and now I'm all better.