so guys,dudes,dudets,peeps I've been through a lot in my life and i wanted to give some help/advice to people who are finding themselves either cutting or wanting to cut because honestly its sad to to see, i mean I've been there many times in my life and all i remember feeling was depressed but more than that i had lost faith. once you cut you realize that you want to find some kind of logic to cutting whether its loneliness or abuse but the whole time i was running away from my feelings. in life we all go through bad things that will make us sad, things that will mark and scar us emotionally but why add to that physically? i understand its create something or replace the mental pain but you know as a person i only look to see the best in people.happy or smiling, like when i eat cookies. seriously though people don't want to see those bad things that are happening to you because those things belong to you as a person, things that make you who you are. i remember the best thing for cutting is just having someone to talk to whether family or friends just having someone there as positive reinforcement. now I've met a lot of people who have said they cant stop and find it addictive but just think to yourself 'how long have i gone without cutting?' because whether its an hour,a day , a week it shows me you are strong enough to stop. i mean obviously not all at once but gradually day by day you'll stop. i'm not saying it will erase sadness completely i mean emotional scars will stay with us but to stop cutting allows happiness and positivity to come easier to you. if the pains in one place its easier to forget. just always remember the most important person in your life is you and its illogical to hurt yourself. i used to blame myself because i felt that i wasn't wanted by my own family or people but i realized "who cares? i'm me. like me or hate me. so i've hoped this helps if not oh well sorry, aha. if anyone needs support just message me, oh and tell me in the comments below if this helps and how long you've gone clean , and yeah peace

Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out my heart,
Leave me here, tear it apart.

Poison tears stream down my face,
My heart beats at a steady pace
As I try to stand again;
Alone and standing in the rain.

I don't need you anymore...
Is what I think while tears pour.
I hate you like I hate my life;
But love is what cuts like a knife.

Love is death and death is you;
Its pain stains like a black tattoo.
Those memories come back again
And bind me in the ropes of pain.

Crimson blood streams down my head
Like a long, silk ribbon, tied by a thread,
To a platinum bullet, a hole in my skull...

...Now just a memory that's faded and dull.

I look up into the clear sky
The tears run like liquid crystals down my face
Because of this the angels cry
Because I have this life to waste

The frost and snowflakes bites me
The beauty of their faces clear
The loveliness is just to spite me
And they run down, they turn to ice; my tears

I see red all around me
What is this, what is sounding?
Why does the blood run down from my eyes?
Is that why I did? Did I cry?

Through the window I see
I see your face, full of longing,
Fingers reaching out like a tree
But we can never reach

What is that I see in the mirror?
Is that I? In the reflection?
Why do I look like I am dead?
Because I am being cut apart, section by section...

Is this the time, or is it too late?
Should I choose to stay or choose to jump?
For living in a world with all this hate
Can make a person want to die

I have feelings too, you know
I may always talk in monotone
But look more closely, for it is a mask
The only reason that I do not tell...is not one cares enough to ask

The fire in my heart,
It has long gone out
The twists, the blood, the veins, they are like art
Every heartbeat is just a-shout, a-shout, a-shout

I reach in the dark
I long for some light,
For what is the point of being,
If you have to live in fright?

She would feel the ice creeping, growing in her chest
And soon, she knew, she would ever rest
But there was one last thing she had to do
She had to say goodbye, I love you too

And then, the angels said,
The poor girl perished into the land of dead
For all of it she could take no more
And there she shall wait, forevermore

Everyday around quarter past three,
you burst into the bathroom searching for me,
I get hidden by your mother while you are away,
hidden, unused for most of the day,
I feel your anger as your hand grips me tight,
I'm the one & only thing that helps you sleep at night,
I live to put scars upon your wrist,
I leave my mark I'm proud of this,
I watch as the beautiful red blood pattern drips,
and runs off the ends of your fingertips,
what possesses humans to act like this,
to scream, cry & cut their wrists,
but for now my job is clear
the reason that I was brought here
to relieve the pain
to sit by the window and watch the rain,
up until around quarter past three
when you burst into the bathroom searching for me...

I sit in the dark. A shadow to my sins.
Cuts all over but where does it begin.
The pain falls everywhere but stronger inside,
No one understands so in darkness I hide.
The loneliness enters as the pain melts away
But I still cry to myself. Maybe itll be gone one day.
But my hair still covers what the world doesn’t know.
Feelings of happiness that’ll never show.
My wrist is a canvas. My razor a brush.
Why can I create art with a single touch.
The night calls and when it rains I cry.
No matter how damaged the heart maybe. I wonder why it doesn’t die.

I know emotions can be tangled and bound
but the key is staying strong and happiness will be found
a reason to live a normal life
I hope you think of this poem when you pick up a knife
that it doesn't help. the addiction to harm
emotions will remain but just remain calm
and those scars will heal not gone but locked away
from all the bad things that made things be this way
my wrist to was a an array of cuts
but I was running from my feelings all ifs and buts
I hate the sadness that this world brings
and harm that is done is just one of those things
I promise every one reading that happiness is there
but don't worry because I'll always care
for people who are lost and on the wrong path
because the only medicine there is IS to smile and laugh
so stay strong people and don't be scared
because I'm one of thousands whom these scars are shared
I'm here for you all for whom life has done wrong
be happy. smile proudly but always stay strong.

This is a song i wrote its called wishes and dreams i made it into to be more suited for poet freak so here enjoy :)

If only i could count the stars that shone right through your eye,
if only i could count the moments you make my heart just fly.
because just like a wish your everything i need,
and just like a dream all my emotions are freed (x2)

i count all the seconds that our love continues on
and put them into lyrics i might express in a song
your the reason im happy and the reason i care
the reason i smile is because of the heart we share
you are the one , a light to my thoughts
a princess of heaven and a soulmate of sorts

my life started off a shadow of despair
but deep in the darkness i found someone to care
a princess to love and a person to treasure
a girl with a heart only heaven could measure
with a beauty shown by her shining presence
you may disagree but its your very essence

If only i could count the stars that shone right through your eye,
if only i could count the moments you make my heart just fly.
because just like a wish your everything i need,
and just like a dream all my emotions are freed

I come from a family distant at first.
But now I see my life is more of a curse.
Locked away from people. A freak show to see
But why are the ones watching my family.
It’s not right I thought. It’s not right I yell
Why does my life remind me of hell.
I wish was free. Away from prying eyes
But the eyes still follow. Full of hate they despise.
I wish they could see that im a person too
A child born into the world with no name just who.
So when I look at the night I wish I could see
Dreams of a life. Uncaged and free.
But my dreams are false. Only the present is real.
My heart beats heavily do you know how I feel?

My life began once loved praised.
But now I revel in the insults. There is no praise.
Left at birth by a mother in disguise.
A trickster who smiles and laughs when I cry.
But now when I think this life is for me
Caged like an animal bound to not flee
I am a person with so much to show.
This is my life. The life of an emo.

Shadows remain in day and night
A wondering sanctuary to those escaping light
The black of night does well to hide
But people only seek shelter from the darkness inside
A pale face that never sees sun
Waits in darkness for the day to be done
But only in light can we truly see
Friends once had. Become the enemy
So never look for light within darkness
For black only shows realities harshness
But never look for shade within light
Because realities coldness is reflected through the white.

As life goes from heaven and hell
See people in pain with no family to tell
As death comes to take its souls
Many hearts are filled with holes
Those memories lie buried in the ground
A rotting abyss never to be found
Although it depends on what you seek
With a one way future. Life seems bleak.
As death treads closer an end towards end
Is it heaven or hell we choose to spend?
In this life so short and free
We are but a dying branch on the family tree.
Although in reality death is different to a dream
When faced with a loss. How peaceful does it seem.
We all die. Some young some old.
Deaths embrace will always be cold.

I see the world from eyes that bleed
Because its pain the heart needs
Sinking in this bloodied heart
Emotions and feelings torn apart
My mind is black clouded and dark
The pain never stops only embarks
I sometimes wish the pain would end
But it remains my closest friend
I feel the anger rising and rising
But as I look deeper im only despising
What I see in this heart of mine
     Death is knocking…its only a matter of time.