The Marks On My Skin

The Marks On My Skin

A Poem by WolfyZara

As i bleed i think about a day
Where i get push,shove, and hit on
the day worsen as i think about the punches and kickings
in the locker room.
The more i cut the more i feel alive
The more i feel human 

When i think of a day
where i walk down the halls hearing everyone calling names at me
The more i cut the more i feel pain
The more i feel joy
As i cut i see marks on both my arms
Full of red lines and the color of red everywhere

As i bleed i think about a day
Where i drop my books and everyone laughs
as clumsy as i am i pick up my books and fell once again
As i look at my skin i started to count
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,
I lost count and once more i counted again and again

As i bleed i think about the day
Where everyone tells me i'm useless 
I should die, I'm a waste of space
I look down on my skin and see 4 new marks bleeding

As i sit in the tub
I realize i've gotten weaker
I left a note where everyone can see
The cold water running
wetting my white dress
I raise the knife and slash my arms
As i sit there bleeding
I remember my days
Where i got push,shove, and hit on
In my last thought i think of the most important person
my mother

As i bleed i look at my skin 
Marks everywhere
Then darkness  

© 2015 WolfyZara


Author's Note

WolfyZara
Don't worry this isn't me but i do have a message. Please stop bullying. People suffer and they might never experience the joy and the sadness of being a grown up. Send the message out or write it out.
Please stop bullying.
Thank you

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Yes, bullying should be stopped. Knowing from first hand experience, it is a very painful journey that nobody should have to experience Yet, so many people around the world get bullied by jealous people. School should be a place where you feel safe and protected by rules and teachers with authority, yet in my school, no teacher has ever cared. Except for 3. You've described my thoughts when i was in my worst suicidal period. Cutting really helped, but was really dangerous. At the time though, I didn't care about the danger aspect of cutting. I thought of the joy and painful pleasure, and the numbness lifting over me. One of the only ways I expressed the pain I felt was through cutting... good poem. xx (I already wrote a few poems on self-harm and bullying and a few darker periods...the psychological impacts on bullying are endless)

Posted 8 Years Ago


WolfyZara

8 Years Ago

Thank you. I hope you fell better and no matter what don't listen to mean people. Be strong. You sti.. read more
1Disawsum

8 Years Ago

thanks, now I've also gotten through it with the help of the 3 teachers! Yes, life can be cruel but .. read more
WolfyZara

8 Years Ago

Exactly . Keep your head high no matter what.
That's an amazing mature writing , only very sensitive soul can understand what other girls feel when they cutting , I used to havea close friend that did it, it usually come from a very deep pain

Posted 8 Years Ago


WolfyZara

8 Years Ago

Thank you for your review
I love it! If this doesn't change the outlook of others on bullying and treating others like human beings then I don't know what will. By the way, I'm so glad you're not trying to send a message, you had me worried for a second :(

Posted 8 Years Ago


WolfyZara

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much
.......I'm almost at a loss of words...... This poems is amazing... It made me feel a piece the emotional pain that a person who might be going through this might feel. Keep up the writing! Your poems continue to send well needed messages to people.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WolfyZara

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much. Please send or write the message. stop bullying

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WolfyZara
WolfyZara

santa ana , CA



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