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Sunday, September 04, 2005

She knows now
what use to be my escape
and I never wanted her
to know
I sit there waiting
for her to cry
the blood stops flowing
to my face
I brace
myself for the pain
and tons of rain

I told my shrink
to never tell
but he didnt listen
I sit there
desinagrating
as his words fell
I sink down in the chair
He keeps talking....
about when I was in
depression

I looked at him

with a shocked look

and then looked at her

I wonder

what my mother

is thinking

I can't tell

if she has a pained look

and if a tear had fell

I had rather

burn in hell

than tell

my mother that

I was a cutter

Is it so hard

for a shrink

to keep his mouth shut

it caught me off guard

We get to the car

and my mom had a worried look

she seemed sad

She asked

Where I cut myself

My wrist

I made a fist

and put out my wrist

for her to see

I told her that

I didnt want to

Talk about it

I thought she was

going to have a fit

I feel naked

now that she knows

I'm sorry Mother....

I never wanted you to know

that I was a cutter

Yeah I know I havent written in a loooong time. This poem is kinda old....some what....my fuckin shrink told my mom that I was a cutter. I'm never gonna see him again......fuck that shit >/

Naked

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Sunday, September 04, 2005 08:14 pm

Lestat
September 11, 2005 09:56 PM PDT

Look hon I know you're in pain. I've been in your shoes I've done the shrink thing and the cutting thing and I've even done the mental hospital thing. I know what you mean where you never wanted anyone to know because you could see the pain in there eyes. But sometimes when you're so angry it feels like the only way out is to let your blood flow freely as if you were the only one who cares. And you feel like no one would miss you if you went a little further down with your razor blade. But I'm here to tell you there is alot of people that do care. I care! I don't want you to hurt yourself because of the pain that someone else gives you. Find another way of letting loose. Like me I picked up drawing and when I get hurt I put it out on papper. It helps most of the time. Anyways hon I hope you get to feeling better and If I can help I will if you want me too. Be good and take care!

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