Cutting Poem by Hayley K...

Cutting



Ouch, stop, it hurts!
Now it doesn't...
How could I do this to myself?
It gives tiny bits of relief...
It hurts the people around me!
I hate myself for hurting them,
so I hurt myself again as punishment...
I'm so scared that it and I will get worse!
I try so hard not to but I fail,
I'm terrified...

I watch and cry as I give in
again...and again...
My skin turns red, white, and raised
It hurts so much, but doesn't
I want to stop now, but just one more time
It doesn't help me, maybe it will next time
Part of me knows it won't,
Part of me begs it to...
When I do it, I'm not me, I'm a monster
I'm an abused animal, on its last leg
I'm Gollum with the ring, my Precious
No, my Burden
Then I cry more when I'm done
I wasn't strong enough, I broke
I feel myself slip away more every time.
I feel so helpless

Will you help me? ....Please?

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