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Poem About Cutting Wrists

This is a poem of a girl that cut herself. This is a real story that I have lived through and thought I should share it because it is not a good thing to do so I hope that this does not happen to you! (I never got stitches though) (sp)

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I'm 15 and uses to cut. I went through a lot of stuff when I was only about 6/7 I started cutting last year. At first it was just to have fun but then I started to hear different stories from my …

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© Kassie

Published: Nov 2007

Just A Small Cut

Crimson red fills the bowl and I think I'm going to be sick.
With every thing spinning so fast I cannot breath.
Walls closing in and everything fades.
Fashes of light come by, one, by one.
Feeling sleepy not knowing your name.
Not knowing mine.
There it is. my favorite thing of all this,
ah the feeling of pain is gone from before and new form enters me.
Laying here waiting for you to come home.
I open my eyes and see flashes of you and me from before you went.
You walk inside.
You call to me and wait for an answer.
You hear small light breaths coming from the bathroom.
thinking it is me, you walk down the hall with a smile.
the kind that makes your knees go week.
You walk in. Oh god, is all you can think.
I'm trying to look up at you but I can't move.
a cold chill comes over me as you pick me up.
You say we are going to the hospital and that everything will be ok.
You rush me in.
Blood running down.
The nurse rushes you to a bed so I can lay down.
I can hear you asking her something.
But I can't make out the words.
I feel something cold and wet touch my face then my arm.
I feel the prick of a sharp object go in my right arm.
The nurse says that I need stitches because the wound is to deep.
I feel the thread go in and out through my arm.
And a band-aid go around and around.
After I have slept for two days they let you in.
I can move again and open my eyes.
You say that I got 76 stitches because the cuts were way to deep.
And that I almost died.
I pull off the band-aid and look.
I see over 20 cuts and begin to cry.
You tell me its ok and we will get some help.
About 5 years later.
We have two to deal with ourselves.
Jake and Emma.
A beautiful baby boy and baby girl.
The scars are still there.
Some times I wish I could go back 5 years and change what I did do so I can make it right.

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  • by Karen, Tulsa Ok
  • 11/12/2014

I'm 15 and uses to cut. I went through a lot of stuff when I was only about 6/7 I started cutting last year. At first it was just to have fun but then I started to hear different stories from my friends.
I found blades in my room there were about 7-15 little blades and I started cutting then. But now I didn't want to stop I felt relief while cutting it was the only way I could make sure I still had feelings. I had an argument with my boyfriend about 20 min ago it was all about my mistakes. I feel like cutting but I know he will find out.
He told me that if I ever did it again. I was inpatient in July and stayed there for about a whole week. My mom called cops on me and that same day I was taken. My mom warned me that if I ever hurt myself again she's not going to get me out she doesn't know that there are other parts to cut. I don't want to but I feel like I should.

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  • by Sabrena Compton , Kentucky
  • 10/24/2014

I am 15, I have depression and anxiety. My parents fight all the time, they don't live together anymore but talk about getting back together but continue to fight. I had long hair until I cut it off now it's short and I get call names like " Boy , Ugly , Whore , Emo , Dike " I don't know what I did to deserve this. I overdosed in February, I wanted to die but didn't. Now I just want to cut myself, I feel like everyone hates me and nobody would even care if I was alive. I make straight A's but I feel like it's not enough I have to cook dinner every night or my brother and sister don't eat. I am "too skinny " people say and I've been holding in so much but I tell myself everyday that I will be okay. When really I just don't want to be here anymore , I cry every night and try to stay strong because my Granny wouldn't want me to die like that. My parents put me in counseling for a while then I stopped and I honestly have no clue what to do with myself other than cut.

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  • by Kat Willim, South Carolina
  • 9/15/2014

I'm 13, and have been cutting since I was 10. I started because a man almost raped me on my way home from school. My mom found out about a year ago, and she started taking me to therapy, but that didn't help at all. I have scars six inches long on my sides and collarbone, and over 70 along my arms and wrists. I'm bullied all the time for it, and I can't help but cut more and more. My parents took me out of school for a while, and now I'm at a private school were people are "nicer". I've tried suicide over twelve times, but I'm always found before I can bleed out and slip into that blessed darkness.

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  • by Vanessa Matshazi, Bezvalley
  • 8/20/2014

I'm almost 18 now and I've been cutting for more than 5 years. I have also attempted to kill myself but it never worked. Cutting is all I have. It numbs my emotional pain to a certain extent. People think I'm crazy but if I don't cut I really will go crazy. It is my way of dealing with things.

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  • by Joshua Miller
  • 8/2/2014

I'm 16, I've been cutting since I was five. Everyone calls me emo, even my friends. I hide all my scars and cuts because people judge me from them, every time I take a walk. people say "look it's the emo, I bet he cuts himself for fun" then they walk over and take my wrist and see my scares, they say "cut much emo" they push me and stuff.. what they don't know is that all this affects me, my parents don't know, my brothers and sisters don't know. No one knows the pain I feel inside, and they won't know until its too late...

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  • by Alyssa, WA
  • Nov 2013

I am 15 years old and I cut myself it's not too bad of cuts. My friends that I told tried to get me help and they just what me to stop but I can't stop this is my way to get my feelings about myself and it's hard to stop to. I want to stop but it's so hard to. My mom doesn't even know and some people I told I feel I shouldn't have told them. I feel ugly and worthless and like nobody would care about if I died I feel like I should die. I cry every night cause I have so much pain inside.

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  • by Caitlyn
  • Aug 2013

I'm going through the same thing I'm almost 14 and I've been so depressed lately. My past is a horror movie that never ends and I can never stop it. Cutting is the only way I can feel my pain. It doesn't take the pain away but it just helps and when you do it once you can't stop.

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  • by Sandra,Jordan
  • Feb 2013

I'm 15 years old, and cutting is the best way to recover!
My boyfriend is such an asshole, yesterday was valentines day & so he left me. Alone!
I went home crying, and begun to cut!
I have an eating disorder too, anxiety & depression!
God please help me!

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  • by Keava Tucker, SC
  • Nov 2012

I'm 13 years old and I cut when I read this poem chill went down my spine. I've cut only 2-3 inches deep, sometimes deeper. My school found out and they didn't suspend me but they felt like I need some time to be off from school. Cutting is not good but I can't help to cut when I'm feeling sad or overwhelmed.

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  • by Kate
  • Nov 2012

Going through the same thing exactly, I'm 17 and my father hates me I know it he is always yelling I never see my mom he wants me to stay at home, little does he know what he makes me do to myself behind closed doors, I've grown to hate myself..... so why live

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  • by California,Sulley
  • Nov 2011

I cut.. I'm 15 and I cut., I'm sure everyone knows, I don't hide it. But I never speak of it. I've tried to kill myself. I cut a vein, took pills, jumped in front cars, swallowed glass, tied a rope up in my room. (if my cousin, didn't walk in id be dead) I disturbed dangerous people. I ran away once to get out of cutting and killing myself. But I was found....I even ran toward a train coming! I've tried everything. No matter what I try and how many times, it wont let me. Cutting is all I got. I love to sleep, cuz its the closest thing to being dead...

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  • by Jo
  • Dec 2010

Well, I think I'm a little bit afraid now... I'm 16 and walking through kind of a similar situation (about cutting myself), and I know it hurts...sometimes I want to cry, but I still don't know why.
My baby sister knows, my best friend does as well, and everyday at school I can feel everyone is looking at me.
And once again I say why?
such sadness...sometimes I wish I was dead...

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OH MY!!! I am so sorry you had to go through this, but I know how you feel with it, seeing as I have gone through something very similar.. I'm still struggling through it, and its hard to over-come, but it seems you really wish you didn't do it, and that's amazing and so great.. I wish you the best with your spouse and children

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  • by Sativa, Colorado
  • Mar 2010

That happened to me too.. its not good. I hope no one else does it.

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