Cuts

She cuts but not like you think.

Her cuts are deep, they are reall.

Not some stupid drama of little girls seeking attention.

She wants to let the pain out somehow.

She likes to think of the blood as her pain.

As it flows down the drain, the problems are flowing away with it.

People have seen her scars, but they don't know what else she does.

She cuts, she cries, she starves, she even takes pills.

Anything that could possibly help.

She likes to smile, but her heart doesn't match her smiles.

Her heart is sad and in terrible pain.

She likes to run, for miles and miles.

"Maybe if I run so much, then the pain will go away," She thinks to herself.

Could she possibly be insane?

She knows the day will come when her mom will walk into her room.

And her mom will see her daughter looking up at her with blood on her wrists.

Maybe her mom will walk into her room and she her overdosed on pills.

But the worse to see is her daughter lying jsut bone and

 skin on her floor because her body couldn't handle the starvation.

She isn't one of those girls who want to be depressed, but has so many dark thoughts.

Her little body is just so terrified and no one knows or understands.

She doesn't want to be stolen. Thats her greatest fear, you see?

For it is her biological mom who this little girl is terrified of.

Author's Note

If you think that this poem needs help on a part, please let me know. And if i may ask that the reviews not be negative. This poem was just a pop up out of nowhere poem. Thank you all.

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

The poem is near perfect, but the writer desperately
needs help.
The poem is fraught with cries for help, but nowhere
does the writer say why she hurts. Afraid of her Mother,
but why ? What has the mother ever done to her?
If she is in such pain that she needs help why does she
not tell the reader what causes her pain ?
I understand the principle of cutting because the pain
of the cut seems to dull the psychological pain.
The problem is, the victim of the cutting must open up
to someone. She must tell people what her problems
are, so that people can help her.
I am so sorry for all this pain and not being able to help.
-----Eagle Cruagh

[PJ]

She has been running her whole life. she was adopted and now her bio mom is on the hunt for her. read moreShe has been running her whole life. she was adopted and now her bio mom is on the hunt for her.
What should I say differently in my poem for the reader to understand that?
Thats the reason she is hurt because she ahs nightmares every night that her birth mom is going to find her and steal her. HELP?

[eatmills]

Just simple spelling mistakes is all and as you have said it was a spur of the moment poem. Interesting ending.