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Sep 2016
cutting ties that bind - by Kristie


So I cut myself with a knife

just to see if I can still feel any thing in this pathetic life

But I feel nothing at all

as I watch my crimsom blood fall



I score my skin, deeper and deeper, push the knife in

nothing..... not even a sting...absolutely nothing

I fantically seek a virginal place I can carve, cut away my hate

self loathing, disgust, as I look at myself, what a ******* state



Waiting to faint, as my blood seeps and escapes

but as if mocking me, I have to wait

relief comes at a price, a deadly cost

and reminds me of all that i've lost



tired and sleepy, waiting for death to collect me

I've planned for no one to save me, finally be free

one last slice, just to ensure

deep across artery, my blood pumps no more
#borderlinepersonalitydisorder #mentalhealthawareness #suicideprevention #myjourneythroughmadness #LETSTALK #semicolonproject #mentalhealthawareness #endstigma #RethinkMentalIllness #Addictionkills
Kristie Townsend
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Kristie Townsend  Leicestershire
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