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William Crowe II May 2014
I dissected a cow's eye
Today.

I cut the muscle from the pale ball
And cut that alabaster sphere
In half.

The cornea was as hard as a marble
And perfectly round
When I lifted it from

The ****** pale moon
That stared up at my scalpel.

It was a returning.
Written in my anatomy class
sked May 2014
It has been said that
Pain is the what makes those
Feel better
Feel something
An ability to possibly feel alive again

Those who decide to inflict pain on oneself
Are trying mainly to create
Mutilation
Possibly attention
Death
But in every circumstance it points to self-harm

Those people don't understand the true meaning of pain

Many people, scientists, family members, friends
Alike
Know that pain is merely the body trying to put itself back together
As in, the body trying to avoid self-harm

The irony is: people who want to feel alive through self-harm
Can't
The pain that people think is just simple pain
Isn't
The only true thing that self-harm can do is
Death

Oh how we are wonderfully made
B M Clark May 2014
I see them in my mind
Count them as they fall
Glittering red jewels
Do not loose them all

One
Parents split
Two
Mom doesn't understand
Three
No one loves me
Four
I hurt him
Five
He devoured my innocence, I thought I loved him
Six
It wasn't love, it was ****
Seven
I can't tell my friends
Eight
Judgement, if anyone knows
Nine
They all hate me
Ten
Inadequacy
Eleven
Alone
Twelve
No one understands
Thirteen
Oh God
Fourteen
....
Fifteen
My mom finds me
Sixteen
She sees my rubies
Seventeen
Screaming
Eighteen
Hospital
Nineteen­
Psych Ward
Twenty
They ask questions at school
Twenty One
I need to see my rubies again
Twenty Two
They make beautiful pictures
Twenty Three
I told you, and him
Twenty Four
Your sad faces hurt me
Twenty Five
You make me throw my pretty friends in the river
Twenty Six
I stop
For Daija,
You are beautiful.
I miss you.
I hope you really did stop.
I tried to help.

— The End —