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Post by EvanescenceFan121381 on Oct 27, 2005 19:42:51 GMT -5
WARNING:[/B] If you have anything against cutting or suicide, I advise you to skip this poem, as it involves both.
I feel the pain, it is all I know It needs to end, but how to stop it? The knife is there, it cuts through me Through the golden wolf's eyes I see me fall "No!" hei cries, consumed with pain, The pain of knife and blood and love I know this must end soon, I know I can't go on I see a dark figure ahead of me, With hood and scythe and pain and death It is my savior He takes me from this world And at last I am free.
The funny thing with this poem is, it hit me out of nowhere back in July (Seeing a pattern with my poetry?). I wasn't depressed (yet), I wasn't a cutter (yet), and I wasn't suicidal (never have been, thank god). I was afraid to write it because of what it was about, and I thought if I did and someone found it, they'd think I was suicidal. So time went by, my dad corrupted my hard drive, I used my mom's computer 24/7 for a while, I got a new Mac and put a million security measures on it, blah, blah, blah. And at this point, I was depressed and had already cut once. But I hadn't been able to get this thing out of my head all this time. So one day I sat down at the computer, opened TextEdit, and just typed. I know it changed a lot (what poem wouldn't after being in your head for months?), and I have a suspicion it would have been longer. But that's what I have, and it means a lot to me now that I've been depressed and cut myself.
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Post by lya4c on Oct 27, 2005 21:13:48 GMT -5
o.O it does sound a bit depressing...
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Post by EvanescenceFan121381 on Oct 27, 2005 22:16:29 GMT -5
Yeah, the funny thing is, like I said, I wasn't even depressed when I thought of it. When I actually got around to writing it I was depressed, but the idea itself came to me when I wasn't.
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Post by lya4c on Oct 31, 2005 20:08:27 GMT -5
oh, yeah
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Post by Ranna on Nov 5, 2005 11:34:08 GMT -5
Yeah, definetly ironic. But glad your not suicidal, and hope you never become so. I've cut myself once, and once only. But not from depression or anything of the sort. I was bored, and my friends had told me it eases their pain, etc. So, I thought of every painful thing that had ever happened to me, every move, and every loss. And I sliced my forearm with scissors. Of course, for me it didn't really work, cause I'm like a numb machine, and nothing seems to effect me. ((grrr)) and I just kind of waited till the blood came, got bored, and wiped it up. Told my mom I did it on accident, and have never done it since, doubt I ever will.
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Post by EvanescenceFan121381 on Nov 7, 2005 12:11:17 GMT -5
*blinks* That's a bit of an odd reason to cut. It does ease the pain, though.
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Post by Ranna on Nov 7, 2005 12:42:46 GMT -5
Curiosity killed that cat. I hate being compared to a cat, but that's the reason. *sigh* That'll be the death of me, lol.
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Post by sideshowbob on Jan 1, 2006 14:54:09 GMT -5
nice one, i had a few friends that cut...
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