Cutting Poem by Alicia Roseberry
Cutting
i like the pain,
i like the blood,
i love the scars,
when will someone help stop this curse?
i see the blood flow,
i just want to know,
is cutting worth the death,
of an innocent child,
one very mild,
who never gets in trouble,
but is so depressed she likes watching it bubble?
i love the pain,
and the selfishness,
i really think i need help with this,
one day,
i will cut too deep,
and ill end up burried six feet,
under the earth,
because of this curse,
called cutting.
Though this poem is good and great technique and style are used.. it is not to my liking..it makes me feel depressed and brings up painful memories
alicia roseberry...... thorn to someone...... yu are certainly thorn in writing...... do not cut how many pieces you are going to........ cutting will not end the pain if so let many of us cut....... the poem is too good.......
your skin is beautiful your body is too no more cute not one slice and yes, not two. please no more your life you pour wasting its measure closing your soul's door.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 3:37:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's addicting, yes. Sorrow, morbidity, strange bliss. I'm sorry bout whatever drove you to this. I know what it's like. I hope things are looking better for you.