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Hush my darling,
Don’t speak a word;
I’ve listened to your actions,
I have already heard.

Don’t pick it up,
Don’t hold the blade,
Scars are eternal reminders:
They will never fade.

Don’t do this to yourself,
It’s tearing me too,
I’ll hold you close,
And help you through.



Oh, my darling,
I need to shout;
The emotion, the anger,
Needs to be let out.

I need to hold it,
Feel it in my palm,
With these numbing wounds,
I can remain calm.

I have to do this --
It’s the only way:
I cannot bear pain
For another day.




Sit, my darling,
Come join me here,
Forget the worries,
Your trouble, your fear.

Drop the razor,
It causes more pain –
From the cutting,
You must refrain.

Without you,
I could not cope,
You are my joy,
My faith, my hope.



Sweet, caring, darling,
I cannot join you,
Although my love
Is still ever so true.

I’ll keep the razor,
It heals the pain –
I long for the time
When I hurt again.

Without you,
I could not cope,
But I’ve lost my joy:
No faith, no hope.
©2005-2009 ~Tinsel-Wig
:icontinsel-wig:

Author's Comments

This reminds me of many conversations -- mostly heated discussions -- that I've been having with a certain someone recently.

This poem basically represents the fact that one person is self-harming, and the other person wants them to stop because it's tearing them up inside just thinking about the other hurting themself purposely. The self-harmer wants to stop but can't, and just because they can't stop it doesn't mean that they don't love the other person with all their heart...

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:iconhitchcockm00:
great poem. I relate to the certain person. I've had this discussion many times with a certain person and yay they stopped cutting but I realise how very very very hard it was for them to stop.
Great poem, hang in there.
:icontinsel-wig:
:) Thanks for another :+fav:.

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:iconcaeruleus-flamma:
wow...actually i would be the cutter....yeh....it's really hard the emotion the pain just realllly needs longs burns for an outlet....and when u hurt so much u feel shredded in side the blade of the knife looks eternally welcoming...
in the end i got off cutting by switching to alchohol to drown depression but not sure if that's better or not

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:icontinsel-wig:
I'm glad you've stopped cutting.. And thanks :)

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:iconhitchcockm00:
you're welcome agaaain
:icondeadandbroken16:
another great poem. i know what it's like to be cutting when someone wants u to stop... actually, i had about 6 people begging me to stop, including my boyfriend. and because of him mostly, i finally was able to stop ^_^ i wish u luck in finding what u need to help u stop. for me, it was the love of my life :blush:
:iconanonymousname:
I've had that discussion to with a certain someone, actually two or three. I know it's hard to explain to someone who doesn't do it. They can't understand why. It is incredibly hard to stop, especially if you don't want to.
This is an exceptional poem, I love it. It's very real. It shows an incredible amount of emotion. You did a very good job.

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:icontinsel-wig:
Aww.. Thank you so much! :glomp:

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:icontinsel-wig:
Thanks loads, it's even better when people understand what you're writing about :)

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:iconanonymousname:
yeah, I know what you mean.

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love is like the binding of a book, it can rip you apart or hold you together


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