Today..

Today..

A Poem by SuicidePact.

Stabbing my own pale skin,

What kind of messed up world do we live in?

I hate my life, I hate everything in it..

Clamping my tongue so I cannot scream it.

Why am I so bloody worthless?

Why is the standard so close to perfect?

I deserve all my pain.

I truly am the one to blame.

© 2012 SuicidePact.


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this person sounds like she's in the middle of an anxiety attack. the desperation comes through. she blames herself when she shouldn't. she's hurt. you don't deserve your pain. you just have to learn to cope with it or let the ones who care about you the most help you get through this. a cry for help. great poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.




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This is real, well written and has pretty good imagery. Society pushes all of us and this is an acual problem we face today. Good job

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is incredibly raw and hurts me to read it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


this painful to read but very true. society pushes people to impossible standards and its just plain wrong.
-mariah

Posted 12 Years Ago


Ouch. This striked my heart. It's completely straight from within and full of honesty. I love this. I can relate as well.
Great write..

Posted 12 Years Ago


Raw, honest, real, straight from the heart. You feel what you feel, get it onto paper, and write words that mean something. We have all been here. Thank you for keeping it real, my friend.

Posted 12 Years Ago


this person sounds like she's in the middle of an anxiety attack. the desperation comes through. she blames herself when she shouldn't. she's hurt. you don't deserve your pain. you just have to learn to cope with it or let the ones who care about you the most help you get through this. a cry for help. great poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

This life can't be all there is! We must be on our way to something better. So many poems here at WC shine like beacons of want and need.

Your poem cries out for something better than this. Well written.

Posted 12 Years Ago


uh-huh

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow! Your self doubt is front and center and your pain of the moment is shared by our "one Love" of humanity. You are definitely not alone. Some may find this cliche' but it is for you: "We were not born on this earth to see through each other, We were born on this earth to see each other through"….Anderson Cooper’s mother Gloria Vanderbilt... Feel better...


Posted 12 Years Ago



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