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Wristful Thinking

It was like any usual day except for the fact that it was quite an unusual day My very unkind acquaintance the box cutter decided to cut my wrist with his lips THREE TIMES! First was a little nip, a lick and then came a huge split And he tore the pain right out of me Suicidal tendencies Now you see, I am not normally not me But the pain inside was gasping to breathe And I met a friend willing to set them free Slit 1, slit 2, Slit 3 and I could feel everything My chest felt instant relief Because the pain deep down Is deeper than deep Now I have twelve tiny reminders Fortune cookies if you will That tell the story of a lonely girl who just wanted to feel Feel anything BUT what I was feeling It was one of those can’t-freakin-believe-this-ishh moments Where you lay back and just stare at the ceiling Now you begin to judge me as though I enjoyed it The truth is I didn’t enjoy it one bit I close my eyes and see slit---slit I wish I could unremember it But what is done turns to scar So I’ll push the memory afar That part of me will never be the same For now a huge blunder lay Right in between the words “Stay Strong” In remembrance of those gone I’m am sorry. Self-- I am most ashamed I will never hold your life in my hands like a game to be played

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 10/20/2018 12:14:00 AM
Let there be peace on Earth, and let it begin with me. I pray it's not too late.
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Date: 1/19/2018 3:27:00 PM
Miss Izzy: You do a good job writing but a bit dark. How do you do with "sunshine and flowers" as a topic, or have I just not gotten there yet. :o) Keep them coming. And thanks for sharing with all of us on the soup. oldbuck
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Date: 12/31/2017 7:43:00 AM
A powerful write indeed...I'll say no more, your poem said it all, all the best Izzy...to you and yours for 2018
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Date: 9/2/2017 8:20:00 PM
Hi Izzy, a very powerful and exquisitely expressed write. Your poem's style, content and imagery is compelling and captivating. Your first line is absolutely beautiful; it grabbed my attention and your poem didn't let go of it till the end. An evocative and emotive write so well done.
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Date: 7/28/2017 5:12:00 PM
very wise testimony....from a brave heart, it just cant be phony....and at times we all get lonely....and many of us turn faker than what they pass for balony....and I know that spelling is a mistake....but just like I said, the key word is fake....and dealing with fakers is how one gets burned....I just battled death for just over a week and the one thing I learned....is to be extra careful with Life....it can prosper With God's Word or end promptly with gun or knife....very inspiring ms lady
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Date: 7/28/2017 4:26:00 PM
Love this Braveheart Very strong Very poignant I wish I could unremember so many memories If only I could cut them out but scars only stop when the stop teaches the end of the line
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Date: 7/28/2017 4:45:00 PM
Thank you Christopher! I appreciate your extension of wisdom with those last few words! <3 Well writing, Izzy :)