Sanity Lost

 

Months of perseverance

Seeps from my veins

Remembering a feeling

I tried so hard not to crave

With surgical precision  

I am on an all time high

Meticulously crafting yet another perfect line

Fulfilling my addiction of a different kind

 

Tomorrow is another day

Maybe finding a new way

To cope with this unspeakable despair

But today I am going to rely

On this cold, stainless piece of steel

To help me to reveal

All that I am unable to say

 

Frustrations, wash down the sink

Trying to find the balance

Inside the cracks of a unstable life

Holding nothing back

Keeping an ever watchful eye

On a fluid that never runs dry

Completing my cycle of staying alive

 

Crimson and thick

Never did I stop to think

That this addiction

Would once again become

An active part of this already torn heart

Shamelessly following this gloomy path

Right into a world so threatening

 

Forbidden friend, so quiet

Seductress of my soul

You have me hooked

Bond by a lust, with which you have me fooled  

Desiring your touch

You have left me in the dark

Staring at the aftermath of a living corpse

Now naked, covered in precious blood

 

 

Reviews

[The Tao of Bri]

A very powerfully strong poem from the depths of the core. REsigned, yet there is a glimmer of a hope and that is all that takes for a flash of lightning to cut or save. Vivd imagery..your word usage has many particualrly poignant reverberations...instilling that much more tension and release in the poem.

[Ed Rector]

the piece shows many emotional ties... thus it helps the reader connect and keeps them reading... well done...

[E. M. Murren]

This is a powerful work. Your words express a painful addiction which few really understand. My son has a friend who was put into the hospital for cutting herself. More people need to speak out because it is perhaps one of the most dangerous forms of self abuse. Wonderful piece.

[R J Askew]

Ach, this affects me strongly -- firstly I am sorry if you are drawn back to the blade -- but the poem unsettles me profoundly as I have a blood phobia. There is a description of a pig sticking in Thomas Hardy's Jude the Obscure which almost made me collapse when I read it on a train. We are strange creatures are we not. You maybe need to see the blood out, i can't even bare to THINK about it inside me.

[Laughing Lunatic]

Addiction comes through in so many ways in life. This is a amazing write very vivid and emotional.
Staring at the aftermath of a living corpse
Now naked, covered in precious blood
Almost like getting rid of the pain from inside and seeing it in its crimson form.
Great write!

[Phil Sanders]

Incredibly powerful and very emotive writing .. the word imagery is almost frighteningly strong .. amazing write ....

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WoH, very creepy and disturbing. I see what ur saying, too. I've thought about cutting many times, too. It's just so hard when ya have just so much on ur mind, and u just want everything to cease. I really see and feel the pain here. It's hard, i know. One day at a time- baby steps- everything will get better. *Huge Hugs* :) Good and explicit write with so much feeling in it!

Mikey

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

This is something so many people i know turn to like a drug as you refer to it.
I have cut myself about three times ... the reason for me was guilt over things i could not control .. much like the eating disorder i once had , anorexia ... a form of control for me .. everything else was out of my control .. but i could control eating .. not eating i should say..

Penning this as a lover .. good way to describe the cutting , it becomes somewhat that to many ..
I stopped when someone noticed the marks.. thought it over and realized it was not worth the pain and
worrying over being found out ..
This poem so may can relate to..

Chloe
xoxo

[Robert Luna]

This felt like I have read this before. But I am not total for sure. Even though I still loved it. The depth of the emotional fear and pain that is given here is both powerful and vivid. I always love dark pieces from you. You always have a way of giving me something that almost seemed to be tapped from my twisted mind. Wonderfully done my dear.


Great Job!!!!!!!

[John Parker]

Very powerful piece of work this time.........