I was only wishing to cry myself to sleep
but my eyes were left as dry as my soul
all my pain was being held inside
wondering where i went wrong again
putting the blade to my skin
with a single cut to the vein
my blood flows out
as crimson tears
I agree with Dave Walkers comment completely; and would add get your energy, and your release from writing (as you have so well done here) , put it all into your words, you will become much stronger for it, and you will find many readers out here who will love it, thereby realizing you truly are not alone. Keep writing! ! ! Great poem.
A very very strong poem. The thing about cutting Is that it is short lived. If people did an hour on The punch bag, they would get the same feeling And it would last a lot longer. A truly great poem About something most people could never understand. A great write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah! we do know how you achieved this one. Read mine - lies - Adeline