one cut

February 17, 2009
By Anonymous

Just. One. More. Cut. she thought that was all just one more sliver and all would be solved but the pain was addicting she couldn't escape she believed in redemption enclosed in the blade the cuts how they bled dripping crimson release and with a look to the mirror sees a girl with a creed
To never admit this to never reveal the only release now is with silver and steel Her worries are worthless her cries go unheard and with each passing moment she feels more despair The daylight it dwindles till moonlight appears the darkness it covers the sorrow filled tears She stares at the slivers the gashes too deep she looks to the razor as eyes shut to sleep just one more cut was all that she plead but she took it too far and now she is dead.

The author's comments:
it really did happen

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on Jan. 24 2012 at 3:11 pm
THIS IS MY POEM. I posted it over a year ago. How dare you steal it and post it as your own, not giving me any credit. This is MINE.


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