Hope, Pray and Cut

Hope, Pray and Cut

A Poem by 1Disawsum

It hurts, deep down inside of me.
It's painful, not sure where it begins,
And where it ends.

I don't know what else to do,
Everything else doesn't work.
All I can do is hope, pray and cut.

Cut, in an attempt to rid it,
Hope, that one day it'll be gone,
And pray, that I'll be happy again.

What can I do, except those three things?
Whatever you say, it never works.
You're gone now, I'm left alone.

I'll never be able to see your face again,
Nor hear the words that kept me going.
All I've left are memories, but they are not enough.

I have lost you to a battle unknown,
I committed a sinful crime, being ignorant.
I could've saved you, but I didn't know how.

I wish I did, for you would be here now,
Be here with me, to be my saviour.
But now that you are gone, what do I do? 

© 2014 1Disawsum


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A sad situation too many find themselves in the clutches of and difficult to stop, I have a friend who cut, she explained the release of pain in doing so, I could never understand causing more pain due to pain and compounding it, but it seems to work in an odd way for some people, well said.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1Disawsum

9 Years Ago

thankyou! Yes, for some people, cutting is a way of control. For me, it's the control that cutting g.. read more
Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Not really, you have to look at it from the point of view as it's controlling you...I've had this di.. read more
1Disawsum

9 Years Ago

aha, but what you say is also true, though. It's all psychological, isn't it? I thought I gained som.. read more

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Added on August 15, 2014
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