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Arielle Jan 2022
i always feel alone
when i'm chilling in my home
i have no one to turn to
this feeling of depression
is now how i function
this feeling of the blade
is making me pain fade
every time i bleed
i just feel some greed
it's like one cut
is just not enough
my life is so fucken tough.
I wrote this when I was a teenager, I've recently come across come of my writing from back then so I will be uploading some of them here.
ConnectHook Dec 2021
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it's Santa's turn to cut!

Whoops.
with my jolly color scheme,
no one can tell
that I am BLEEDING . . .
Don't do it, Santa.
Believe in your self, please.
Put that holiday blade down.
We love you.
Eddie Brewer Dec 2021
the blood drips down my legs
oh my
what have i done this time?
The warm feeling of
the blood leaking
is the worst,
but it's comforting
knowing the blood is real
knowing that I'm still alive.
The blood drips down my legs
Its stings a lot
what happened to the happy
little kid I once was.
"That's okay though"
I whisper to myself
as i close my eyes and
fall asleep.
The blood drips down my legs
GaryFairy Nov 2021
She said it was her only life line
scars telling of her life in parts
every detail of every knife line
where one ends, another starts

numbness is nothing
pain is something

she said it was like her only need
satisfaction in killing the numb
in the darkness, she can only bleed
looking forward to the pain to come
ConnectHook Nov 2021
just trying out
a new blade
it was a freebee  
at the Cutter's Convention.

well, it handles nicely,
cuts efficiently,
leaves a nice scar . . .

AND NOW for my POEM:

waah wah waaaah wahh
I so EMO waaaaah!
A cut from my latest record.
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