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Shards of Insanity

Self-harming's a cry for help, from a pit of depression. For like a ghost, happiness is scary and elusive. Those who are cutting reject trite platitudes of pity. For their pain hurts and has been festering inside since birth. Shards of insanity cut into insignificance. And reality adapts to constant agitation. Sparked by emotional needs, panic ignites kindled nerves. And only cutting; can dull anxiety's sharpened edge. The beat of your aching heart increases as steel cuts flesh. And yet, for a chance to feel, you slip into submission. Relief accompanies the flow of blood fleeing your vein. And you feel alive inside as endorphins numb your pain. (Quatrain) 4/13/2015

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Line Gauthier

Date: 5/26/2018 8:59:00 PM

Great description yet hard to imagine that need. Well penned, Emile.

Emile Pinet
Date: 5/27/2018 7:37:00 AM

Thanks Line, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.

Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 4/14/2015 8:12:00 AM

Gosh Emile, you get to the heart of it here. A very strong, confronting piece of poetry. So nicely crafted. Well done mate.

Emile Pinet
Date: 4/14/2015 9:23:00 AM

Thanks Scott, your words of encouragement are most appreciated. Emile.

Joel Thornton

Date: 4/14/2015 12:20:00 AM

Bravo a definite seven for me. just amazingly conveyed your words cut like a blade to skin and then they begin again to heal before the end. I love love it and it's one of my new fav poem a.. Joel

Emile Pinet
Date: 4/14/2015 9:20:00 AM

Thanks Joel, your comments and support are appreciated. Emile.

Nandita Das

Date: 4/13/2015 12:45:00 PM

A superb write. #7

Emile Pinet
Date: 4/13/2015 1:32:00 PM

Thanks as always Nandita, your visits are most welcome. Emile.

Jan Allison

Date: 4/13/2015 10:53:00 AM

Emile I found this truly heartbreaking. A few years ago at school I came across a girl who had self harmed with scars all up her arm she was in turmoil with her parents separating - we started to talk - after a while she told me the reason why she did it - when she saw the blood she knew she was still alive - reading your poem brought this memory flooding back! a 7 from me:-) Hugs Jan xx

Jan Allison
Date: 4/13/2015 11:57:00 AM

Your poem brought back memories from about 5 years ago - I still see the young lady around in the village she is settled in life now which is a blessing:-) hugs jan xx

Emile Pinet
Date: 4/13/2015 11:51:00 AM

Thank you so much for sharing that we me Jan, I wrote this poem to highlight the plight of so many troubled souls into cutting. Emile.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 4/13/2015 10:34:00 AM

The imagery in here is astounding, you have really outdone yourself with this poem. A7 for me!

Emile Pinet
Date: 4/13/2015 11:52:00 AM

Thank you Arthur, I look forward to your visits. Emile.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 4/13/2015 10:30:00 AM

Emile...I hope this is not true for you, and if it is....I hope you find a way to deal with it. Oh...I know what it's like to get to the edge. I've been there. For me...medication helps. I've been on meds for several years now. Please...be well. I won't be around for a while. Wanted to you know. I'll come back when I am able. hugs

Emile Pinet
Date: 4/13/2015 11:54:00 AM

Thanks Jade, the poem is not about me, I wrote it to highlight the plight of so many troubled souls into cutting... I hope all is well with you, I look forward to your return, God bless. Emile.