Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: Slit Wrist by Sara*

By Sara*
Reviews: 1
Tags: sara*, poem

the
blade of blood
knife of steel
razor of revenge
man of my life
gets in me
i feel no pain
i am ashamed
i cry in fear


and i scream
i'm helpless
i'm hopeless

i need this
i love this
do it again
my man, my love
scars me in bliss
he leaves his mark
and falls to the floor
after giving me his sharp kiss
tears weld to my eyes
fear runs whild as i stare in a daze
at my slit wrist
the cuts are bad
all down my arm
up my spine
across my neck
i'm doing fine
i pick up my love made of steel
and start again
this time, write "RAGE"
i kiss my babies
i suck this blood
i lick and i'll do it all over again tomorrow
after i cope from all my sorrow
and i stare in nothingness
at the sight of my
SLIT WRIST

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