Lost In Depression and Blood

I was very depressed and scraped LOVE into my knuckles, i'm meeting this guy tomorrow, hopefully we'll get together and i have to hide my left hand :/

Oh no,
I'm lost,
In this song,
In this depression.
I want to be loved,
By a boy who will treat me,
Treat me like a princess.
But,
I'm stuck in my room.
Waiting for tomorrow to come.
To see if I get Him.
But I'm waiting for tomorrow to come.
While blasting this song,
Tearing at my knuckles with glass,
Scraping over and over again,
At my knuckles.
Scratchin' the one thing I want,
Into myself.
Reading the word,
A bloody mess on my knuckles.
LOVE
Dodgy,
The blood blotchy.
Lines of words that mean so much to me,
Words that I can't have.
The state I am in,
I don't think it's wise to have a boyfriend right now.
But I know he'll kiss all the pain away,
And misjudge the blood for hurt.

Reviews

[Shy Girl]

I can almost taste that panic you've described so well here. Taste that tin of blood on your knuckles as you realize what you have done. Anxiety and depression are sisters. Where one is the other follows. Being insecure, then you feel the need to hide once you hurt yourself. Hoping that just that one person will understand and except that one fault you have, and let you be you for awhile. You have expressed that so well. I'm utterly speechless on what to really say. (I know it doesn't seem that way but) What a great job. BTW scars never fade, they just seem to. But they are there all the same.

[A-Lovely-Anxiety]

Wonderful as always. I feel the emotion.

[((Teenage_Poet_Loser))]

intense is an understatement.... omw this is so awesome... i totaly relate with this... i have depresion and every word made so much sense! =] well done on capturinng all the right things

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Wow...intense and deep feelings and emotions are written here....superb stuff, the anxieties of a new realtionship terrificly portrayed here....although theses are personal, they do translate real well!!!

[Don Shaw]

Great work. I know the hurt seems unbearable at times but you can be far more productive with your pen than with glass. Write what you feel, expose the feelings that bind you , be crafty in the placement of words and it will cut deeper than piece of glass.

[Dove]

wow, this was relly good. I can feel a lot of emotion and honesty in this but great job.