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Pauline Morris May 2016
Wait
Please stay
Create
Long days
Lost
Without you
Cost
Feeling blue
Love
Is strange
Above
World rearranged
Wait
Please stay
Captivate
Make away
Afraid
You'll leave
Blade
Long sleeves
Blood
I'll grive
Flood
I'll cleave
Wait
Please stay
Devastate
Love, forever & a day
thehiddenwriter May 2016
She cuts herself,
Hand legs and places no one can ever think of.

When she trusts me enough and shows me her scar,
I just curse life,
For a girl like her,
A million scars embedded in her like a punishment she got for living.

Why?
Why did you do that?
It hurts me so bad,
I just hold her close and stay sorry,
" sorry that I took so long to find you, punish me"
Tears start slipping down my eyes and she hugs her pain away.
Pauline Morris May 2016
The new wounds I made last night
Reminds me today things are not right
Not right in my life, not right in my mind
Hell, to my own self I can't be kind

The sting of my new scars remind me all day
That I am still living in the gray
I'm still alive, but not really living
The blade is so unforgiving

So I trudge through my time at work
Dealing with the many jerks
Begging the time to fly faster
Trying to elude disaster
For over my emotions I am no master

I just want to run back to my hole
It's the safest place I know
But that is also where my pain hides
A million tears I've cried
Where the razor slides
Where I almost died

But there is no one there to see the mess I make
How the ground beneath me quakes
Or to hear the screams that from my lips brakes
When from the nightmares that I wake

No one throws me a bone
I'm so very much alone
But thats ok
No one can deal with me anyway
Pauline Morris May 2016
In this game there is no winner
There is only sorrow in the razor blades glimmer
But the sting of the flesh is a manageable pain
Unlike the one in my brain
That makes me quake
My hands to shake

But with the blade, my hands become steady
I brace for the slice, I get myself ready
Then I create my art, the flesh is my canvas
Most think this is total madness

But with the pain now in my flesh
For awhile my brain can rest
With the flow
My anguish goes
The thin red lines, allow me to survive another day
It just the price I pay
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
On my way out watch it flow
Just one more poem before I go
I haven't much time
So just one last rhyme
It won't be long before I'm done
It would of been faster if I'd used a gun
But I wanted to see the blood run
For every drop there is a story
Of pain and agony, there is no glory
I'm growing weak
I think I accomplished the feat
One more line, my world was bleak
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
Self mutilation
Tattooed invitation
Thoughts confused
A razors used
Skin engraved
Scars won't fade
Mind unwind
Blood divine
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
I pick up my razor, I put it back down
Like a tethered race horse, I'm pacing around
My pain is overwhelming
It just keeps swelling
I could slice it away
That's the direction I sway
Thin little lines all in a row
Just to let all the pain go
I need the sweet release
It'll come with such ease
I'm ready for the blow
The warm liquid flow
Please forgive me
Please don't look, don't see
I was to weak
The blade I seek
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
Found my favorite razor just the other day
I have a feeling it will soon come into play
As anxiety, agony, and depression on me heavily weigh

I have a wicked mind with ugly thoughts
Belive me when I say, I know the cost
But I keep thinking of all I lost

Happiness and beauty, was replaced with treachery and scars
All that I have lived through has left me marred
Now I am nothing more than flaws

So again I'll ride the crimson tide
Cut it all out nothing left to hide
I'll let it flow, enjoy the ride

I'm sinking fast, no hand to hold
Isn't that always how the story goes
Getting knocked down, blow after blow

No need to get up this time I see
Life's agony wont let me be
So I'm just gonna lay there and bleed

Till there is nothing left
Let my soul be swept
Into the great unknown, death I totally accept
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
Have these feeling and they're all wrong
No sleep again all night long

Don't mind the blood splattered on the walls
Or on the floor, from my hand where it falls

It's nothing really just the same old song
My demons just wanted me to sing along
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
Inside my shell
All is well
Inside my shell
There is no hell
Inside my shell
My voices no longer yell
Inside my shell
Is safely where I dwell

But my shell cracked
It's all turned black
My shell is cracked
I'm flat on my back
My shell is cracked
I'm under attack
My shell is cracked
My knife it flashed
My shell is cracked
My blood just splashed
MY shell is cracked
My death is a fact
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