A Short Note On Cutting

Submitted By schultzivan8
Words: 1222
Pages: 5

Cutting Started off as a happy boy wanted to be a Godly Christian boy
See things got tougher my pain got rougher my heart got sicker and bitter
My night's got longer my fights grew harder my height got larger it blew a charter
The masks won't drop the tasks won't stop I lie I try I cry I die inside
God where are you? What do I do for you? Are you there? Do you even care?
Caught in my snare once again caught in my rut once again bring me out God!
These stains explain the pain of having no gain how I suffered, so flustered
My bruise could use a new color not so black and blue not so whack and new
The pull of my knife is right there my life tonight is full of my despair
One cut, two cut, three cut, four but now I see blood pour please just cut one more It's addicting can't deny the truth it's conflicting won't defy the truth
Depression creeps in my expression weeps my obsession seeps in kicks in
They don't see they can't know they stay blind the gruesome hurt the troublesome woes
My life is ending my passion killing my cuts winning pinning me down
See it's my hidden secret no one knows about the knife in my drawer
No one knows about my fake show how me grinning is a lie done before
My sleeves are long, my blades grew longer this pain isn't making me stronger

So I ponder my purpose as I feel worthless what am I livin' for?
These feelings crushing this heartache rushing I lie with the smile on my face
See the mirror I draw nearer my pain clearer why try anymore?
He doesn't get it can't accept it why I like what I hate but I still cry
See it dulls the pains numbs my stains as I'm caught up in chains yet God still reigns I can see the trace of a scar from my bleeding heart weeping in disgrace
See this hurts me it hurts us this burns me worries him disturbs him­my sin
Please God help me I'm addicted healing hurt I'm sickened reeling alert
I keep my deepest secret safe he and God know when I'm at my weakest
I'm being improper, see this is so hard to conquer I'm at my bleakest
Scared to open up unprepared to reopen but I might just fight alone
It's tougher to suffer dismiss my trouble its only for one brother
Yet I can't put him through this so maybe I might renew this open up maybe
Because she keeps me going strong reminding me of psalms calling me baby
See I rip apart my skin to feel alive within I know I fight sin
So the blade is never sharp enough so the pain is never dark enough
See I'm surrounded by people I'm crowded in by the loudest and foulest
They tear me down they wear me out to the ground as I'm pushed down and around My God he is high up in the sky I serve him wholly my God's holy
Can my God lift me high with him to the sky? I got to ask who is new?

I'll let G­O­D do his thing it's no true loss stop playing C­O­D with my false crew
This pain cuts deep this knife is deeper I'm such a bleeder this is too true
I find relief in these pains yet again I know I'm trapped in guarded chains
It's hard to ignore as I scream forevermore no dream about my scars
I cut again I fell again I can't win stuck in sin looking for stars
They are fading they are erasing they are shaming me I want them back so cut me some slack i want to be a good person but were just not alike.

2 sides of the same coin

It sucked for this coward kid
Crowded with thousands of buds 'n' powders that he was showered with
It devoured him, drugs allowed him to drown in a boundless pit
He blew ounces quick, his deficient existence had astounded kids
Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff
Residing to weed, he was frightened to sleep as the hours slipped
Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts
She abhorred her spouse, when they were born she couldn't afford a house
If only support was found, So close to the hope when she