i lost control,
of everything,
i didn't know,
what life could bring...
so when i got sick,
of it all,
i started cutting,
only to still fall...
soon i couldn't feel the pain,
so i cut more,
but the hurt from it,
didn't remain...
every time i cut,
it got harder to see,
what the next time,
would do to me...
one night i got sick,
fed up with it all,
took my knife,
and then hit the wall...
i decided to cut,
one last time,
well after that,
i paid for the crime...
i woke up in the hospital bed,
im lucky im not dead,
i cut to deep,
the blood wouldn't stop to seep...
i couldn't stop bleeding,
though i tried,
it hurt so bad,
i actually cried...
i passed out,
soon from the pain,
realizing from this,
there's nothing to gain...
one time is all it takes,
cutting isn't worth dumb mistakes,
stop cutting before your really messed up,
cause soon cutting just isn't enough...
stop doing it,
stop today,
trust me i know,
i found out the hard way
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