Urges

 

I stopped cutting myself not too long ago

I've been strong enough not to

But I'm starting to slip

 

The urges get stronger and stronger each day

And I grow weaker and weaker with each urge

My parents never noticed, they don't really care

 

I slip away from reality

And sink back into fear

I'm depressed once more

I've never really been happy

 

I can't sleep at night, the urges won't let me

All I want to do is feel a razor slicing through my skin again

 

I'm not as strong as I thought

I can't resist for much longer

I'll give in and no one will care

 

I'm slipping away, unable to catch myself

I don't want to do it again

I'm tired of feeling so much pain

 

Blood leaving my body

Dripping like rain

Is actually comforting

In a twisted kind of way

 

I'm reaching out

Please don't let me slip

Take my hand and hold onto me

Don't let my urges take me over

 

The urges get stronger and stronger each day

And I grow weaker and weaker with each urge

Who's gonna care if my urges take over??

Reviews

[ruth]

it is sad that you once used to cut yourself,
though i myself don't do that, i wouldnt be able to relate to you, but i have tried to understand why alot of people cut themselves.
But how does cutting yourself relieve pain?
Isnt it in a way like making an excuse for the present pain, what i mean, the pain felt in real life problems?
Doesnt cutting oneself only cause more problems to a person?
these are the questions that haunt me....-_-
-ruth

[Ethan Paz]

Great poem and good imagery but if you are actually doing this look to God for hope.

[Mioki]

A grim poem, with a sad topic. The emotion was expressed well, and, as I always put, true emotions are better than created ones. You're emotions seeped into every word, and the reader is allowed to feel those feelings. I'm not proud to say this, but I am one who occasionally 'cuts', and can understand where you are coming from. Sometimes there just needs to be a way out, a way to release some pain. But it's not always the best way. Writing usually stops me, or talking with friends. Silence is the enemy when it comes to these things.

Anyways, it was a good poem. I hope to read more of your emotion filled writes.

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

Wow this is powerful..i like it...i will always be here for you to talk to and hopefully make you laugh and smile once in awhile.