Writing

September 12, 2012

A Poem by Penelope Voljeti

I cut my wrists withmyeyes today and bled out onto the floor. Heasked me too many times to smilefrom underneath that thin little jacket that heliked s..

Cut Me, Persephone

A Poem by Anna

Silver lightning under my skin,brass in my own spilled blood.Oh, cut me, Persephone.I have only godless lonely words that nobody wants,I read the gold..

Daddy,Please!

A Poem by Bonolo Boane

Puffy eyes Broken mirrors Shattered glass Scarred wrists Oh,Daddy look what you've done Bloodshot eyes Battered and bruised Fractured ribs A..

Gangrene

A Story by CWP

I've played with spacing a lot, I'd love some feedback on how it reads ^.^

Yesterday

A Poem by Linda

I tried so long to be strongTo not do it again and just move alongBut I couldn't yesterdayThe walls caved in I couldn't get awayI didn't go to bad tho..

The Hospital

A Poem by stooster99

This poem talks about society's central problem: we nitpick others' faults, but we rarely pay attention to our own.

depressing nights

A Story by Adrian

ive always just loved reading things about this. people dont say what we want to hear so i decided to.

I'm Sorry You Bled

A Poem by goodtea

Listen, we were together And you reminded me of every lost chance I had. You were always happy to see me, But something in your eyes watered. Y..

Cut

A Poem by Chris

The mirror is reflecting something,but that something isn't me.Pain and hatred in form of dripping.As I make another cut, deep in my soul,self-hatred ..

Call for Blood

A Poem by kazzy

Balanced on the edge of the knife It gleams in the light of the unforgiving sun Calling to me with a gentle, haunting tune Begging to be reun..

Cut Me Down

A Poem by Emily

This is an old poem for me, a new one for you. This poem was published in my campus literature magazine.

Cut Ties

A Poem by kayamu

The ropes that held us together were a part of me.They were intertwined with my limbs like ivy, merged into my skin.But I guess the same ropes were cu..

Barre..

A Story by angel

A cliff where two lighthouse keeper live, they are immigrants that do work that other people do not want. They are cut off from the rest of the worl..

Papercut

A Poem by Tamika

You were a paper cut. An almost insignificant part of my life. However you cut me. I have been cut by scissors, razor blades and Stanley knives..

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