i had to resort to this

i had to resort to this

A Poem by NessaJO
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i wrote this when i used to cut. i see now it was just an excuse to rebel against my family and church

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I replace my emotional pain with physical pain.  

It helps for a moment.  Then you come into the picture.  

You make the emotional pain more. 

So with that the physical pain comes more.  

The more you instigate me.  The more I die inside.  

If you keep it up I will keep it up.  Sooner or later you will end up killing me.  I

t will not be my fault it will be yours.
I try to tell you.  Like always you don't listen.  

You just shrug it off like nothing happened.

 Like nothing was said.  I go to someone else,  but everyone ignores me.  

I scream it from the top of my lungs, but nobody listening.  
In the morning you Finlay want to talk about it.  

Guess what, I'm gone.  I have killed my self.  

My body lies in a pool of blood.  

You have stirred me up so much inside I had to resort to this.  
9/23/04

© 2008 NessaJO


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NessaJO
NessaJO

Taylorsville, UT



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