Running out of ways to realease the pain
Until it crossed my mind
The pain was so strong i couldnt think straight
I just wanted something to make it stop
The sharp stinging of the razor on my wrists calmed me down
I closed my eyes and took a long deep breath
I realize that one cut wasn't enough to set me free
I want to encourage you to continue expressing these emotions that tend to overwhelm the spirit. I live with both emotional and physical scars from a time when I used negative methods to cover up my feelings. When I look back those times were fleeting although intense. Your words are so familliar to me. All the best - Jerry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow...intense writting...but never good to hold such ideas and tendencies...but it is your feelings coming out.... ~^..^