Samantha White

Rookie (September 21,1991 / Forestville, CA)

Cuts - Poem by Samantha White

Hiding all my pain and confusion,
behind laughs and smiles.
But really I am searching for a solution,
to get me through this darkness.
I don't understand why I feel this way,
and I suddenly feel I am losing control.
Scared and confused I cut my wrist,
to feel relaxed and in control again.
Always wondering what will happen next,
always hoping I will get better.
Will I ever really hurt myself or even take my life?
Is that what I really want?
In my thoughts I jump off the edge,
Falling down and down.
In real life will I catch hold of a ledge?
Or will I fall until I hit the bottom?
In my thoughts I see deep cuts,
Made by knives and razors.
Will I ever really cut that deep?
And watch as my own blood surrounds me?

By: Samantha White

Comments about Cuts by Samantha White

  • (12/3/2005 8:34:00 AM)

    I'm not going to preach that it gets better or anything like that, but it does pass - trust me - rock on you've got talent. Carolyn (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 3, 2005

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