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Date unknown, though I know I was still in eighth grade. This is what I call a rap-style poem. The topic of this specific poem is cutting. It's fictional.

Defiance, or so you wish, you put a lot of power and work into your resistance, a pointless endeavor, but something that you will continue forever and ever.  You have never known anything better, so this is the level you sink to, the insect you shrink to, to penetrate even the thickest barriers.  You are the carrier of a dreadful disease, you infect those to whom you show the trophy. Or you call it such, but they don't like it much, and they see the attention it brings, and then they want it, too.  You shouldn't kill others with the idea of self-destruction, but my opinion doesn't matter much, and, you've never cared anyway; you won't be starting soon any day.  I'm the only one without a razor in my hand, but that doesn't mean I've never been accused, because I have.  I do not cut, it only happened once, and that was the stupidest stunt to try and pull when I knew you wouldn't like it.  That was the moment I died and I couldn't stand it, I lied.  I wasn't sorry, you hurt me, you should have broken up with me.  Then maybe I wouldn't be so angry with myself for saying yes to pain itself when it was asking to hurt me.  Alone I'd almost rather be.  Don't you know that is is so.  i don't deserve to be lied to no more than you do, but there's just no stopping you, is there?  There's just no part of you that seems to care.  My daily life has become my worst nightmare.  You haunt me with a vengance.  What did I do to deserve this?  You didn't want to be with me, I never loved thee, what part of that couldn't you see?  I screamed it loud and clear, and after all of that your a*s is still here.  I just don't get you and I guess I never will.  That's fine with me because you have no chance to kill.

Author's Note

Notice I have tons of run-on sentences. It's a psychological thing I use when I'm writing, that if I put a period, the word flow will stop. That's why you see limited grammar, not just in this poem, but others also.

Reviews

[Another Relic]

I thought this was pretty good. I didn't see any problems with run-on sentences that threw me off at all. Your internal rhymes were really good as well. Not sure about the last line but overall a good job.