Blade, Blood and Betrayal

Sophina

Word of advice, don’t read poems online

The ones where self-harm and suicide combine

They make you think, they make you wonder

They make you question whether to go under

But you promised no to your mum and dad

By doing this will make them sad

 

You reach for the blade in which you will cut

Your leg or your thigh, your arm or your gut

You decide on the leg where no one will see

Although that isn’t certain but it’s a guarantee

The cold steel against your leg makes you cold

The damage it could leave, would be untold

 

You hesitate for moment and consider your action

But you ignore it all and think of the satisfaction

You caress the blade deep into your skin

Your face is impassive without a grin

You hate what you are doing but you just can’t stop

If only you could switch lives, if only you could swap

 

The blood starts to flow down from the scuff

But it will never be over, it will never be enough…

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  • lost-but-not-broken17

    I felt so much from this.. and its all so true..

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME SOPHINA (Beautiful Name) ~ Thanks for your first poem ~ YES it is SAD but it can also be cathartic. It was hard being a TEEN in the 20th C but it's much harder today. So much pressure and so much expectation and personally i think it's harder for a Lady than a Man. Self harm (cutting etc) is a release ~ I work with Tens but i never condemn but I seek to reassure. The more self esteem and self respect we have ~ the more confident we can be in all circumstances. You will find MPS a very supportive and empathetic site. Thanks for sharing ~ enjoy. Please check my poems ~ Thanks BRIAN

  • Goldfinch60

    Instead of cutting yourself you should continue cutting paper with the ink that you have used in this very good write. We will be there for you.

  • Ajax (he/xe)

    this poem is beautiful.



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