Cut

Cut

A Poem by ShappireRose

I sit here

Deep in pain

As the memories of you

Fly though the darkness of my mind

Each time i see you with her

I want to cut once more

Your face reminds me of a time not long ago

When everything was right

Then it all fell apart

You betrayed me

Broke my heart

My only cure

Was my blade

Cutting my skin

As the crimson life fell

My pain flowed free

The only thing that made me feel alive

Was killing me in inside

Year later i cannot bear to see your face

I cannot bear to see you with her

A close friend and a stranger

You two broke me

Now each time i look

I only want to cut

To make the pain relese from me

And let me feel alive

But dying deep down with one single

Cut

© 2011 ShappireRose


Author's Note

ShappireRose
This talks about to guys in my life who hurt and countine to hurt me...

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This...was so deep. I felt everything when I read this poem. I wanted to cry whilst doing so. Everything you wrote was beautiful. You managed to put together sentences and have all those feelings jumping off the page. Let your writing guide you into places you never dreamed you'd go :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Thank you Kali

Posted 13 Years Ago


This...was so deep. I felt everything when I read this poem. I wanted to cry whilst doing so. Everything you wrote was beautiful. You managed to put together sentences and have all those feelings jumping off the page. Let your writing guide you into places you never dreamed you'd go :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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ShappireRose
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I grew up with a crappy background and it made me stronger..writing is how i handle the memories and usually write about things that happened to me or some one i knew. im a friend for life and will h.. more..

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