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Shattered Promise
written by XsouredXfaithX
08:15 AM 2/13/05
Down my leg, blood is flowing
The pain is finally going
After so long
I have done what i do not find wrong
More scars to add to my collection
Because of pain,hatred, deception
More pain has been brought to me
But i have hidden so that the world cant see
I stopped but habits die hard
These will soon become just another scar
After the first time i said never again
And so i put up a plastic grin
I started living a lie
And inside i started to die
It became to much to bear
I had no one there to care
I wanted so bad for the pain to subside
But,not yet, do i wish to commit suicide
So i fought for weeks to come
Slowly becoming more numb
I didnt want to, i had made a promise
So i secretly cried in silence
They had found out once and i saw their pain
I did not want them to have more shame
I fought for days and days
Searching for another way
Sadly none came to mind
And i was running short of time
I did not want to break the promise i made
but the tears were becoming more like rain
But last night i gave in
To the screaming voices from within
The pain felt so good to me
And i know more cuts there will soon be
Only problem i shattered something i hold near
A promise made to someone dear


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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
please comment or give me some advice....all apreciated....

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» Comments / Feedback
by (guest) (2-13-2005 - 05:10 PM)
i reali liked it...i can relate to it too-i cant stop cutting myself and have to seem happy on the outside...x

by Sik_demon_chik (2-13-2005 - 07:53 PM)
I can feel EXACTLY how you do. Th eline about blood dripping down your leg...reminded me of a day in school when I cut my leg with a brand new scalpel and had to get back to Spanish, so I had to walk back to class with blood dripping down my leg. At least I was wearing black pants! I loved your poem I felt it completely. I guess the pain of cutting is everywhere, I have to hide it too. Can't exactly wear bathing suits anymore. :)

by demented_vampire (2-13-2005 - 10:20 PM)
i know how you feel. dont cut yourself its not good. dont commit suicide. think of the ones you love. even tho i dont know you, you dont have to take my advise, but you did ask.

by death_child (2-18-2005 - 05:46 AM)
yes i have felt the same exact way...you seem happy on the outside but nobody can see the pain your going through...ya i tell people i will stop cutting myself but i never do!! but i love this poem its the best one yet...good job :D

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