poetry

so ill cut again....

Temptations are finally kicking in,

I long to stick the cold metal to my skin.

I don’t wanna disappoint you,

But im sorry,

I cant do it....

I gave up, a long time ago.

Truth be told i have no one to talk to about this.

Either im to pussy to make the blood flow or im...

An attention seeking whore,

Dosent matter anymore.

Its my choice,

Not yours.

If you cared you wouldn’t bitch about it.

So im gunna sit here at my computer,

With my needles, toothpicks, beer caps, knives, anything

And ill cut.

Cut til ive had enough.

Cut til my thighs are red n i see the lines.

Engrave my emotions,

Let it sink into my skin.

Feel the pleasure,

The irritation i cause my nervous system.

Ill admit,

It feels good.

But i wont bleed,

Not yet.

No one’s drove me to that point,

I just like the feel of it.

Guess this is my life,

Lost interest in writing,

Read countless stories,

Think of my life,

Look at the closest sharp object,

Think about it,

N haul up the leg of my basketball shorts.

kso, i guess it shows how i feel, n how i wanna get my confusion n anger out.... 

but i guess i can only blame myself! my fault i fucked everything up the way i did *a/n:n yess i said FUCK its a word, grow up!* anyways, dont hate! 

YOU DONT KNOW ME! DONT JUDGE BLINDLY