Cut To Live - A Poem Anthology

Attention?

Attention, attention,

Look at me,

I want to be noticed,

I want to be seen,

That's what they all think,

Think they know what's in my head,

But I don't want to be noticed,

I want to be dead,

Attention seeker,

That's what they scream,

They are all so nasty,

They are all so mean,

The cuts on my arm,

Mean nothing to them,

But attention seeker,

That's what they said,

All their harsh words,

Burn into my heart,

Each word a deep cut,

They give me reason to start,

I'll cut and I'll cut,

Till their words wash away,

They flow with my blood,

It's the only way,

They seem to hate me,

Well I hate me too,

They want me to suffer,

So that's what I do,

With thoughts of their words,

I slash with all my might,

They draw away my strength,

I have lost the fight,

I watch my blood run,

With much satisfaction,

This is what they wanted,

This is my reaction,

They leave me with nothing,

My life drains away,

Lots of little lies,

Leave me this way,

My pain to them is nothing,

They don't give a jot,

They don't really care,

If I live or not,

My relief doesn't last,

As my arm burns away,

When I wake up the next morning,

I face another day,

Every single one,

As hard as the last,

Weighed down by my label,

Judged by my past,

Because of all this,

Inside I'm dead,

I watch other people,

Live my life instead,

But still I cut,

So maybe they'll see,

I am not a fake,

This is just me,

No attention,

Don't look at me,

I just want to hide,

Let me be.

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A/N: Thanks for reading, this is something very close to my heart which has had a drastic affect on my life, so I'd appreciate it if no one put any mean comments about self harmers or attention seeking etc. 

Thanks, hope you enjoy. Oh, and please,please,please don't forget to vote and comment!!!

FIPOL x