009: Cuts Poem by Colin Johnston
009: Cuts
<font color=red>They harm themselves from day to day
For pain that will not go away
Is it in their arms or in their legs?
No, this pain is in their heads.
From eons past, a different time
Someone, something, messed with their minds
Is it a cry for help, or just a ruse
To seek attention or confuse,
Those who love them most of all.
I feel their pain, I hear their call,
But, will these words make them stall
From that act that is a shame,
But, for which they're not to blame.
I sympathise with their plight
Still, this does not make it right
To harm themselves, to break the skin
When they hear that Spectre from within,
The choice is theirs, Ignore, Give In?
I'd confine it to a deeper vault
Which would be its last
Surround it there with Love and Hope
Through which it cannot pass
Turn the key, throw it away
Begin a better life that day
Still, who am I to complain?
To ponder, wonder or explain
Those who do this as a test
Like the flagellation in Davinci's Code...
Should I be Judge, or Confessor?
Am I a cut above the rest?
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A factual poem, written after reading a poem from a young girl who willing cut herself...
I did reply to her, but see said she would never change...
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I read about this in Da vin Ci Code. But haven't seen in real life. But this is a painful truth u have very well exposed to its total lenght. Thankx sathya narayana
I sympathise with their plight Still, this does not make it right To harm themselves, to break the skin When they hear that Spectre from within, So many beautiful lines and wise reflective sentiments. Your words are jems from the Emerald Isle to Scotland to the World.
You deal with this touchy subject very tactfully, a very well written poem, I like the way you write and the background information that goes along with it. :)
Hi Colin my friend, there's so much sadness, pain...The fight to escape the battles of demons that plague these souls....to self harm..is only a slight release for them...they cut, they bleed...the pain never leaves...but only for a brief moment, they have their control over what they do....it's a terrible affliction, but these tortured souls scream out within themselves...just not that many hear......this is brilliant...when you get the chance..please do read my *fOrGoTTeN cHiLd 1&2*.....I'm am totally with you on this wonderful insight.....thank you my friend for sharing with us
...Wow this brings back some past mistakes. Thanks for the read. It was a wonderful poem.
Thanks for the beautiful poem Colin. I'm sure I've seen that poem also. I understand the cutting to release their pain. Just thankful that I've never had to take it that far. Once again thanks for sharing.10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Colin, this poem holds my attention after working years as a junior high school counselor. The terrible cuts I witnessed on beautiful girls (more than on the boys) and wanted to weep. Thanks for calling attention to this condition with your poem. Raynette