Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Dec 2014 Shana
Syzygy
One.
I'm fine.
Look.
Do you see
me broken?
Collapsing?
Do you see
My scars?
My frame
like a house
Caving in?
No.
Two.
I'm starting to cave in
Into my abyss,
My world
I'm trying hard
To escape
Without leaving.
I don't need your help.
You can see.
I can tell.
But I don't need the pity.
I'm fine.
Three*
I'm under pressure.
I'm not okay.
You see.
But do you really?
I need help.
Please,
I don't want it,
but I need it.
I need it now.
Someone.
Before it reaches four.
 Dec 2014 Shana
Matthew Walker
I asked my friend once
Why he cuts himself
His reply was completely sensible to me
Though others might say it was senseless
But so heart wrenching was the reply
So real that it made me cry

He said
I cut myself to make sure I'm alive
Because pain is the only emotion
That throughout my life
Has been able to thrive
But every time I cut, I think
If I can feel pain,
Maybe another emotion has survived

You see
There's this thread that is tied around my heart.
But it's not just tied around my heart
It's tied from my brain to my heart
To my soul to everything around me
To everything within me to all that surrounds me.

There are many things attached to this string
The closer they are to the end
Wrapped around my heart
The bigger the knot they form
And the bigger the knot is
The easier I can feel them

There is one emotion
I feel every single time my heart beats
That emotion is pain
Through past, present, future
Throughout my entire life
That emotion has never ceased

Pain is so close to my heart
On the thread of emotion
That maybe if I feel the pain
I'll be able to feel the emotion
That is one step further than pain
And then the emotion beyond that

I cut myself because if I can feel pain
I might be able to feel hope next
And I might feel happiness after that
And maybe, just maybe
Someday, because of the pain,
I'll be able to feel love

I asked my friend once
Why he cuts himself
His reply was simple
He said
Because sometimes,
Cutting is all that keeps us alive
1/11/2013
 Jul 2014 Shana
Savannah Jane
i may not be who you will marry
i may not be the perfect girl
but years from now
you will remember
the girl you kissed on the roof
who you wrote love letters for
and you'll remember the way
i always bit your lip
or laughed when we kissed
you'll remember the thread
i wore on my ankle
or the toe ring i wore on my right foot
you'll remember the way
i would watch you fall asleep
because it was beautiful
to me.
you will remember this
for no particular reason
maybe you just wanted a trip down memory lane
and maybe you'll regret the trip
and maybe you'll regret letting
me go
when i tried too hard to keep you.

— The End —