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Wanting to Feel Again

I gave in again After holding back so long Retreating to my old habits Carving messages on my arm It's hard to admit now Because I have such a good life Yet I've lacked the urge to feel Like a black hole swirling inside Each night, raising the silver As it colors me red Digging to find emotions again While allowing the blade to shred I believe we were made for more Than going through life unhappy So I'd rather slice up my arm like cake than live life as a zombie It's not that I really want to cut But the pain is strong to entice And the endorphins that kick in: savoring Though my wrist must pay the price So i'll continue my routine Soaked deep in a stained sleeve But Shhh okay, they still think I'm happy So lets keep this between you and me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 3/20/2013 12:45:00 PM
You have great use of expression. A very powerful piece with much emotion. Have enjoyed reading your work, hope to read more soon. Em :)
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Date: 2/23/2013 7:56:00 AM
Jessica you write too well to destroy yourself...David
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Date: 2/18/2013 9:27:00 PM
You'll probably end up with a husband that beats you. And people will wonder why you won't leave.
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Date: 2/13/2013 7:23:00 AM
Hope that is "just" a poem, and that you not are sad Jessica. - A touching and very well written poem! - I wish you a nice day. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 2/12/2013 11:33:00 AM
Some would call this self therapy self mutilation, I would say cutting is a method to achieving self awareness Jessica - no shame in that - at least you appreciate your blood - J.A.B. %
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Date: 2/11/2013 9:06:00 PM
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