Cut To My Heart

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By No Child Is Innocent Once Born •

the small pointy blade held to my skin once more what i thought had finally stopped had come knocking back on my door and life seems like it was before the small rush i got upon re-stumbling on my old high my old way of life catching up on me as i hold my wrist tonight and just lie life is as it was then, but didnt i try? try to make a new start to stop the pain inside to no longer be that girl with the need to cut the one who had no need to hide to curl up within her lonely soul n wish to have died i thought i was no longer her that i had finally gone past that part i guess i was wrong cause im here with my old blade, back at the start and each cut i make, is one to my heart.

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March 20, 2006 16:28Faith

There's a poem that Glostarg wrote called "To all who will", you should read it...

October 10, 2006 07:31 Kirsty (living in the light)

You know 6 months back I could of read this and not understood why people have the need to cut,,,,,,,,,,,and then I began to a cut about four or so months back. Its so hard to stop im on my 7th day but i dont know if i can last. Love Kirsty