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At least then I knew
What it was that hurt so much
Sharp blades slicing
A sweet and tender metal touch
But now my razors’re gone
I dug them down one day
That day I felt stronger
All obstacles had been torn away
What am I supposed to do
Now when it hurts again
I have no longer wounds
To blame for all of my pain

~:~

Got into a fight
With a wall, so my fists are bruised
I hit it hard over and over
That wall hurted = Pain Excused
All these tears that fall
Striping my face, constant nose-dop
Why? I explained what hurted
It was the wall, and it doesn’t stop
I hate that wall
It hits so hard against my fist
Every punch aches
Same pain as the razors to my wrist
Just another way
To explain my reasonless pain
This is my way
To prove to myself that I’m still sane




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On Sunday September 9th, 2007, Nadir (631) writes:
I actualy managed to forget that I ever cut myself. Even for the big and ugly scars on my arm(yes I cut deep). Now it only happened twise but I remember how I felt.


On Sunday September 9th, 2007, Nadir (631) writes:
Five years later joining DP I had forgot about it and was like. "What the fuck is al this cutting about! Why are they doing that?!". Was a funny moment when I realized I had been in the same boat.


On Sunday September 9th, 2007, Nadir (631) writes:
Pain excused, great wording. Maybe you will forget like I did. I do not know if that is god or bad.


On Monday September 10th, 2007, Storm (185) writes:
I too forget, I sometimes notice the scars on my arm and shoulders and can't for my life imagine why they're there... I can't relate to who I was just three years ago. I don't know either wether forgetting is good or bad, it scares me.


On Tuesday September 11th, 2007, Nadir (631) writes:
me too


On Monday March 8th, 2004, Lynaes (1129) writes:
"At least then I knew What it was that hurt so much", those lines I can relate to very much. This whole piece is an excellent, vivid description. ~L


On Monday March 8th, 2004, Antony (44) writes:
I've never understood why people cut themselves but someone once told me that it was better than everything else. This poem was fantastic and gave me a new view-point. Great job.


On Monday March 8th, 2004, hopeless (62) writes:
solace summed it up pretty well so i wont touch it... its good its very good... ~hopeless


On Monday March 8th, 2004, Solace (1424) writes:
find the gift in thought


On Monday March 8th, 2004, Solace (1424) writes:
I once wrote of the same thing, "I cut myself to make sure, make sure i'm still alive...I want to be dead, outside as well as in..." Pain hurts, the physical manifestation less so, find peace and solace in something, thought is both a gift and a curse, fi



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