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Scattered Shards
The darkness is swallowing me whole
I have no room to breathe
I cut for the first time again today
Well I guess there goes five months down the drain
Oh well, it was worth it
A shard of glass slicing down my arm
What? I wasn’t going to let that broken cup go to waste mommy
The cold feeling of blood dripping down my arm
Just watching my skin spit blood out of my wound made me feel content
Oh, that, the cat must of scratched me again
Bad thoughts, bad thoughts everywhere
To cause myself pain, to make that scarlet red spill from my veins
I have no room to breathe
I cut for the first time again today
Well I guess there goes five months down the drain
Oh well, it was worth it
A shard of glass slicing down my arm
What? I wasn’t going to let that broken cup go to waste mommy
The cold feeling of blood dripping down my arm
Just watching my skin spit blood out of my wound made me feel content
Oh, that, the cat must of scratched me again
Bad thoughts, bad thoughts everywhere
To cause myself pain, to make that scarlet red spill from my veins
Published 26th Mar 2013
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26th Mar 2013 6:53pm
My self is a cutter, as I was reading this I was picturing my self using that glass and sliding down my arms watching the blood. This is very dark but relates to me in so many ways. I don't know about other people, but I like this. Keep up the good work.
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28th Mar 2013 9:35am
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Anonymous
28th Mar 2013 10:53pm
So much pain ....well written
