Do You See the Stars?

August 10, 2009
By , Chicago, IL
she can not spend her life trapped
everything planned
every move mapped

this fishbowl life isnt for her
so structured its crazy
yes ma’ma; no sir

your pushing her farther away
with every step you take
part of her that wishes she could stay

this life guarded
so very heavily
she feels bombarded

so close is everyone
she can barely breathe
no one notices she is so alone

crying herself to sleep at night
she needs someone
to bring back her stars light

the mornign returns
alone for now
but then someone learns

she picks up her knife
crys and crys
wanting to end her life

someone saw her lost and alone
couldnt hide it any longer
the girls scars were shown

she watches the blood spill from her thigh
numbness fills the empty pain
covered every mark, told every lie

rescueing her is an angel from above
hoping to find her still alive
hes come to help this girl feel some love

he arrives at the door
running so fast
shes unconctious, her knife on the floor

picking her up as fast as he can
he takes her to the hospital
shes lucky to have this man

shes getting better now, but she still has her scars
and when she gets weak he reminds her
look up at the sky, do you see the stars?

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Brndi said...
Sept. 24, 2009 at 12:43 pm
this poem really hit me hard... im a cutter also im tryin to get help but so far its not workin so well my parents just tell me im dumb then i get worse.. thanks for writin this poem!!
Kayla H. replied...
Sept. 24, 2009 at 1:08 pm
well hun, i get that alot, i use to get told that i was stupid or that my mom didnt love me. or that she didnt want me. my dad i love him to death hes the only reason i didnt go thru with suicide.
ForeverBites said...
Sept. 24, 2009 at 12:38 am
That was really good touching to me because i was a cutter even though i never really went that far still touching.i like your ending(:
Kayla H. replied...
Sept. 24, 2009 at 8:15 am
thanks its really not always that peaceful (the ending that is) but idk i guess that i needed to make it more peaceful... idk
xXsmileXx This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 6:28 pm
i really like this poem. I've never really been a cutter, but i've been really close and this poem really brought me back to times when i've eyed a knife. The emotion really comes through and i think you did a really good job with writing this piece. Keep writing!
Rebecca321 said...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 4:50 pm
I really like this poem.
I used to be a cutter too, so it's definitely something I can relate to.
Except I get a peaceful sense towards the end. Was it really that way for you?
Mine was difficult I had so much animosity built up towards anyone who tried to help me, because I didn't want to stop (or I thought I didn't anyway)
~blueroses~ replied...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 4:59 pm
i know how you feel. (: it difficult for me to tell people how i feel because i am releasing steam this way and it works. but i used to feel really alone too, and coming on teenink i never realized just how many people there are going through (or that have gone through) the same things. i hope that it wasnt really bad for you, because thats the hardest way.(:
Kayla H. replied...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 10:51 pm
it really wasnt that easy i had to hit rock bottom before i started to get better
~blueroses~ said...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 1:12 pm
i am a cutter as well but i havent gotten on the path to recovery yet... i was wondering if you had any advice??
Kayla H. replied...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 2:57 pm
omg thanks so much for actually reading it you dont even know how much that means to me and well a for advise, keep your head up talk to someone. cry when you ned to cry, (that was hard for me i really hate crying) your welcome to talk to me if you want my emails
Black Heart replied...
Sept. 24, 2009 at 10:31 am
~Blueroses~, I know what it's like to hate crying. I was never a cutter, but I have eyed a knife once or twice. I had a hard time acceptting that my life was the way it was. I took something from your advice to Kayla H., too. I would give you my emil adress, but I don't have one!!! 8)
Sadandstrangebeauty22 said...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 12:15 pm
Wow, this is really amazing, i am also a recovering cutter and i think that your poem speaks volumes about the real emotional struggle that one faces. Fabulous imagery and wonderful comparison.
Kayla H. replied...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 2:58 pm
thanks soo soomuch you really dontknow how much it means to me when i get comments like this thanks (:
Dokidoki-rin This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 11:45 am
Oh my gosh- this is really beautiful. the imagery is so so awesome- i can just see this guy pounding up the stairs. and the line about people being close she can't breath- like claustrophobia. wow!
Kayla H. replied...
Sept. 23, 2009 at 2:59 pm
lol thanks honestly when i write its to possibly help other people through my poems
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