Showing sad poems for tag "cutting"

I know that it will be my last

Derek

03 Oct, 2014 05:56 AM
She smells like the sands of time
And is funny without ever being mean
I know that she's a dime

But I can't stop this feeling
I got my bottle of Jack
Then there's a sudden bleeding
In this abrasive room of black
I create a certain kind of seeing

Maybe I should care
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Tags: Last, Lost, Loneliness, Longing, Letting Go, Leaving, Lie, Death, Depression, Darkness
Votes: 4

Forbidden Friend

eli friend

11 Nov, 2012 01:21 PM
I have a friend an he is forbidden
because unlike all my other friends he hurts me
he has no heart
he has no soul

he is cold all the way through
he cuts me all over an brings pain to my body
he watches my crimson blood fall from my arm an to the floor 

people do not like him 
and that is why he is forbidden 
I call him my friend because he take the pain away an the feeling of doom that is in my heart an soul
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Tags: Cutting, Friend, Alone, Blood, Sad, Lost, Pain
Votes: 5

Acid Tears & Crimson Blood

Gabrielle Dunnell

08 Feb, 2012 04:57 PM
I cry,
and it hurts,
like acid streaming down my face,
tattooing the trails,
as they flow down my cheeks,
and drip from my chin.

The knife stings,
as i slice deep into my arm,
I smile,
and the blood runs warm,
then I go numb.
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Tags: Cutting, Suicide, Sad, Hurt, Death, Sadness
Votes: 6

Acid Tears & Crimson Blood

Gabrielle Dunnell

08 Feb, 2012 05:04 PM
I cry,
and it hurts,
like acid streaming down my face,
tattooing the trails,
ad they flow down my face,
and drip from my chin.

The knife stings,
as I slice deep into my arm,
I smile,
and the blood runs warm,
then I go numb.
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Tags: Suicide, Cutting, Lost, Hurt, Sad
Votes: 5

Bandages

Synn

30 Oct, 2012 03:30 PM
I bandage my arm.
So clean and pure.
Just like my soul, 
some years before.

Now I self-harm.
It makes me feel good.
They tell me to stop, 
I don't know if I should.

I could cry tears, 
but they all dried away.
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Tags: Suicidal, Broken, Lost Love, Self-harm, Cutting, Sad, Depressed
Votes: 1

Over

Alex

05 Feb, 2012 01:28 PM
That's it.
I'm done.
Tired of the fighting.
The crying.
The screams.
The tears.
But most importantly, the fears.

I cry, cut ,scream.
Thoughts of those who caused this to happen.
Of those who force me to cover my arms.
To wipe away the blood.
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Tags: Suicide, Cutting, Emo, Tears, Sadness
Votes: 11

inseCURE-They Lied

Roach

23 Aug, 2012 08:20 AM
Insecurity has no cure so why spell it out?
Why make up lies just because you're in doubt?
Bullied for anything you wish
I hold tightly to my razor blade 
I can deal with this.

Smashing the mirrors cause I hate what I see
My razor blade should fix everything
The coolness of it against my pallid flesh
Crimson blood of a new wound. Fresh.

Tears stained against my skin
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Tags: Depressed, Emo, Alone, Hate, Cutting, Sad
Votes: 10

I Am A Mess.

Faith Emily

11 Mar, 2013 07:33 PM
Your touch lingers 
On the hollow base of my throat
The finger marks 
Fading into my neck to become 
A part of me. 

Your hands
Roughness upon my smooth skin
That you tainted with bruises
And kissed with your unfair and
All too forceful lips.
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Tags: Depression, Thoughts, Memories, Misery, Loneliness, Broken, Bleed, Cutting, Cry, Abuse
Votes: 2

Once more ~

Ilona

09 Nov, 2015 05:49 PM
Don't be afraid. I'm just a little crazy and insane. 
After all I  won't ever be the same.
It's not a lie. 
It's always once more, until you die. 

Just a tear, just a scream.
oh, who would ever want to be here?
It's not a life.
It's always once more, until you find a knife. 

Light  or darkness, i don't care.
I was crying and you just stood there.
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Tags: Sadness, Poem, Pain, Cut, Cutting, Painful, Love
Votes: 4

Questions

Corona

03 Jan, 2012 03:26 PM
No matter where I turn.. do you know, what I see?
Accusing fingers pointing at me,
I frantically look for an exit yet all I can see,
Are angry, jeering faces looking back at me.

Spinning, spinning, till I can't spin any more,
Falling, falling, I fall to the floor,
Sobbing, sobbing, I can't take anymore,
Fleeing, fleeing, I run for the door 

Who should I turn to?
Where can I go?
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Tags: Hatred, Cutting, Sad
Votes: 3