Poem -
Faded Wounds
Supple skin turns into blood, River Rage creates a flood.
Dig it deep, scrape the pin, can you heal this pain I'm in?
The more it cuts, the more I crave. Climax reached, my tears fade.
Sadness now anger, my skin starts to break. Pain now ecstasy my lips start to shake.
Just a little further, it won't do no harm. Creating the image of a scar on my arm.
Cut it, lick it. Leave it in vain. It worked for a while but it still left my shame.
The wounds have now faded, no blood left to cry. Remain there forever. Forever inside.
Like 9 Pin it 3
Support CosmoFunnel.com
You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.
Comments
My arm is covered in cuts, I understand, and cry with you. Welcome to cosmo, you are not alone in this world. It's such a beautiful disaster. An addiction that isn't easily beaten. I hope you can find a way to beat the addiction. Write, that's what I did. I have been writing but every time I go to pick up my knife I pick up my pencil. You have a brilliant mind, i can't wait to read what you wrote next.
~Mark~
Thanks Mark. I wrote this when I was only 14! I was a troubled angry teen and much had happened in my life by this early age. The reason for submitting this poem after all these years (I am now 32) is to try and help others through the same trials and tribulations and to show that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. The wounds, as stated, will remain there forever inside regardless to the fact they are now just faded images. Take care and keep writing :)
Alex x
This reminds of the torment that a "cutter" goes through at that young age ........where the need to feel anything results in reaching for pain........ although there in some sensuality running through this as well......I could be completely off base here....... but I still found t a compelling piece........ALL STARS!....... and WELCOME to COSMO!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....:.T xō ?♥✴☀
Thank you ever so much and I get what you mean with the sensuality (although I probably didn't actually realize it at the time)!!
Much love x
Hi Alex, I am a cutter, your words are precise and to the point. You really poured your heart and soul in to this.
I have been cutting for almost 30yrs. Not that I do it often, I do my best not to anymore but sometimes the scream is greater.
Here is one I wrote just last week about the exact same thing. And there is another one about cutting in my poems.
There is a yearning need to slash.
Allow the blood to slather ones arms.
Pouring from the gash.
Yes, this is called self harm.
Deep crimson droplets on the pale floor.
Scared from long ago.
The cuts, long and jagged;
hungering once more.
Haunting memories; bestowed.
Her spyche broken... ragged.
'There is nothing....
She screams inside
....INSIDE HER MIND.'
Locked, no key!
CAGED IN A BODY SHE CANNOT ESCAPE.
A MIND SHE CANNOT VACATE.
Inhale the blades
Lacerated; sharp intake.
Expel the demon within.
Scorched, flame licks her teat.
Pain, seductively sweet.
Cast not your eyes,
Forboden,
thus from them; burdened.
BURDEN OF DEMAND
T'IS NOTHING A MORTAL MAY
COMPREHEND!
'Lest understand!'
Take from which is received
'ANGER'
Shall be of your own doing.
Twisted her body falls.
'DECEIVED'
Flow from thine eye
from which you see,
'Darkened soul'
ENVY!
~mp (copyright protected 2017)
That is very empowering and almost enchanting.
Thank you very much for sharing with me :)
Thank you Alex and welcome to cosmo. Great ppl here.
Hi Alex! Welcome to Cosmo! I'm relatively new here, too. Thank you for sharing your past pain to hopefully help others...I could feel it! I pray none of my daughters will cut as the pressures of the world build in the teenage years. Congrats in the nomination!*!*!
Jacki
Thank you Jacki, I can't believe I've been nominated! It's the first time I've shared any poetry anywhere so I feel overwhelmed :)
That's wonderful! Keep writing, keep sharing!*!*!
Only now seeing this - Thanks Jackie I will do! X
Congratulations on the nomination. EXCELLENT JOB!
Thank you very much ?