burn me inside

December 5, 2009
By Anonymous

as i dig and cut the burning increases,
i think of my heart and all the broken pieces,
those memories inside just burn away,
cause as i dig deeper they burst into flames,
i hear voices around me but im not sure where they come,
if wonder if they know that my choices are dumb,
i cut and cut and the memories fade,
then a voice yells STOP!
and the cuts go away.

The author's comments:
this was a piece that i wrote when i felt that i had lost my trust with everyone. im not emo and i did not actually cut myself but this poem explains how i felt then.

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