STOP Cutting Poem

A look at my past life when I felt nothing would save me. But then my best friend came along and showed me that there is more to life than a blade.

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I had a friend once that I thought I had lost because she had been having a hard time, but know I don't know where she is or if she is alive.

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Pain Unforgotten

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Published: December 2013

I look in the mirror
See my past life
The scars so pronounced
from the blade of my knife
A single tear drops
From my eye to the floor
What happened to me
I can't take it no more
Why did I start this
Now I can't stop
The blade on my skin
I watch the blood drop
I pull down my sleeve
Ashamed but yet better
I write down my thoughts
In a suicide letter
But then she comes along
The best friend that I know
She saved me from myself
And a new world she did show
Now scars are just scars
And memories just fade
And never again
Will I touch that blade

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  • by Dakotagrither
  • 1 year ago

I had a friend once that I thought I had lost because she had been having a hard time, but know I don't know where she is or if she is alive.

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