For the cutters.

For the cutters, the suicidals, the ones who cry at night

 

So much pain, so much sorrow, bottled up inside

 

For those who’ve ever thought it’d better if they died

 

If scars criss-cross your wrists, with blood not yet dried

 

If somebody asked you if you were ok, and you lied

 

You crave the Love, your whole life you’ve been denied

 

Pay attention, you do have Someone at your side

 

In Him, you can always confide

 

No longer from the world must you hide

 

You are Loved. You are His child, His beloved, His bride.

Author's Note

"In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world."
John 16:33

Reviews

[Anonymous]

What a pure piece of faith...simply gorgeous write. Such truth in your words. We are never alone, no matter how much hardship we may endure. Marvelous write.

_Cloud

[nevershoutnever.]

That was beautiful.

[Francesca]

Wow this poem was so heartfelt! Very nice flow, too.
I like how it was straightforward and also offered hope.
Almost made me cry! great poem :)