Damian Fisher

Rookie - 1 Points (3/9/93 / Lafayette, Indiana)

A Cut Is Not Enough - Poem by Damian Fisher

The devil's kiss, depression's bliss, a cut across the wrist
Euphoric high, I close my eyes, and one turns into six

The screams escape, I brace the rape, of a cold and haunting floor
A soundless thud, the reaper's hug, yet still I want it more

Such crimson lust, is all I trust, I grab the blade again
Across the street, and down the road, I'm addicted to my sins

The pain is shown, in careful rows, I start to count the cuts
With bloodied hands, I understand, a cut is not enough

From shards of glass, I will collapse, a lost and broken man
A selfish game, which I'm to blame, a warning for the damned

No curse of god, nor tainted hell, could change me twisted fate
I'll pay the price, to gain the rights, my life is mine to take


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 5, 2013



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