Tasha Bourne Poet Rhyme

My Little Adiction

I see the scissors
Their blades bright and gleaming
With one slice of these scissors 
The blood comes streaming

With so much pain
The feelings keep running
Like bright red rain
The blood keeps coming 

I feel better now 
My secret little addiction
I don’t know how 
By causing this little affliction

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Beata Agustin January 10, 2024 at 7:14 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Skat A September 9, 2015 at 2:09 PM Tasha, thank you for sharing. A pleasure to read... SKAT

Tasha Bourne March 2, 2012 at 7:45 PM thanks guy :D i try not to but sometimes it is too hard to stop myself

Don Johnson March 2, 2012 at 4:01 PM blood it flows like the rain, the hurting time, the searing pain, we cut and there it goes again, it flows like poetry.... again.

Emmalee Godwin March 1, 2012 at 6:46 PM Oh My god!! I love this poem!!! Are you a cutter?..I am:)

Carol Sunshine Brown February 28, 2012 at 5:18 AM A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Tasha. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love, Carol