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.














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Great poem, hang in there.
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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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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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98% of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this in your signature.
love is like the binding of a book, it can rip you apart or hold you together
I got my avatar from Ishisu
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