Join Date: January 15, 2005
Can you feel my pain,
Can you see me crying,
With another slash of the knife,
I feel more like dying.
This knife I have now become friends with,
For I have lost all my others,
They think I am a freak, I know they do,
With every name they call I shudder.
As I watch the blood run down,
Itâ€™s a funny kinda feeling,
I look at my reflection with disgust,
Because at the mirror I have been kneeling.
I hide my pain and fears,
I cover them with a smile,
Every day I put on this act,
That I believe my life is worth-while.
But really itâ€™s all a lie,
Most days I feel like dying,
Because no-one can feel my pain,
No-one can see my crying.
So every day I come home from school,
I take out my dirty blood-stained friend,
To add more scars to my collection,
And make more obvious this message im trying to send.
People say iam seeking for attention,
And others just donâ€™t care,
But all I want is a chance to feel a feeling,
A feeling that isnâ€™t there.
But when I cut myself,
With every inch I slice,
I come to a conclusion,
The conclusion I hate my life.
I feel I am doing wrong,
Taken the wrong path somewhere,
I donâ€™t think ill ever find this feeling,
This feeling that isnâ€™t there.
I cut harder to punish myself,
For there is only me to blame,
I constantly f**k up my life,
As it burns me like a flame.
But these cuts release a feeling,
A feeling that wasnâ€™t there,
I canâ€™t really describe it,
All I can do is stare.
The more I cut, itâ€™s like a drug,
I become obsessed and addicted,
With this new feeling I encounter,
I have become inflicted.
Itâ€™s like a rush of happiness,
A rush I constantly desire,
So now you know why I do it,
Now donâ€™t call me a liar.
My excuses I give out are really lame and crap,
I know they arenâ€™t the best,
Itâ€™s hard to make them on the spot,
Whilst you notice my scars when getting dressed.
I admire you, so popular,
I wish I were just like you,
You look at me the same as everyone,
God if only you knew.
So here it is, as I feel
I type my story for you,
Hoping for you to understand,
I donâ€™t have the same feelings as you.
Please forgive me, whoever finds,
My body on the floor,
For now im gone, at long last,
I canâ€™t feel pain anymore.
I hope you like it, I made it while I was in school, Thanks for viewing!