Addictions

self-harm, cutting

As her mind whisps around that one word,

the word that burns ever cell in her entire body.

It's wrong yet so wonderful. It's the pain that brings her

 happiness. Her love that people say is diry and unatural. 

But for her, it's the slightest sliver of a touch, a feeling that

keeps her and her mind as calm as a summer breeze.

Though people say she's crazy, that she herself is unatural.

But with her? It's the everyday struggle to keep her actions

only as thoughts. And sometimes, she can't help but her thoughts

from becoming her actions. And so, by the end of the weary night,
she's left with 1 new scar, and the everlasting pain that never

seems to subside. Nor does that single word, that little phrase....

to cut </3

Reviews

[etxcp]

This is truly amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Write on!

[ThisWasAnAccident]

This was a wonderful poem that (minus the female perspective) I, and many other probably, can relate to :)
Great work.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Looking forward to reading your words ...

Take care .. Jasmine

[Coyote Poetry]

Many kinds of addiction. Some can do more harm then other. Cutting is for the people who need to feel real pain and seek peace in blood. I like how you create the need and the emotion of the cut and the peace caused by the cutting. A interesting poem. Made me think. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I love your involved wording, it steps in for the reader to absord your purpose, well done, good read, please though spell out the numbers! x

[Muse]

welcome to WC.

[♋ Iris ♋]

This is very deep and emotional. The format is simple but its gets the point across. Full of feeling like I stated before. This is really good and I cant wait to read more of what you have. ^_^ Keep up the good work~!