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Overactive Imagination

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The dim room consumes me with loneliness,

Safety scissors in my hand shake from my nervousness.

The scars ache in reminiscence, they say if I cut, happiness is what I'll gain,

But the steel on the scissors aren't sharp, the cut won't heal right again.

Redness and soreness will surround the wound, not to mention a larger scar will form,

The tears on my cheeks make me feel unwanted, scared, but warm.

I need to do this, I want to see the blood,

Whenever I get like this, I want to see it flow like a flood.

I wish more people knew about this,

My constant want for attention, my constant want to turn my skin into swiss.

Looking away from the scissors, my mind tells me no one cares,

But when I look at it, then back at my skin, it tells me I shouldn't dare.

Tears blind me and fog my mind,

It gets in the way of my sight and makes me blind.

Whatever my intentions are, whatever I want to do,

I go ahead and cut my way through.

Not much thought was put into my actions, I must admit,

But now it's getting out of hand with each slit.

The pain shoots through my hand,

I set the scissors down because now all I can see is red, and..

With my good hand, I wipe the tears away,

Everything around me, all the colours, they fade to grey.

I snap out of it and then I realize what had just happened,

My imagination of cutting myself has come to an end.

The slits and blood was all in my head,

Old scars were not open, and they had not bled.

Curling up in my body pillow, I cry out,

"Nothing is going to help me, no one is going to help me, this is without a doubt!"

Someone else's voice butts it's way in,

Telling me to lift up my chin.

Reminding me of all the people who care,

Especially the one who  isn't easy to find, the one who is rare.

If I had perused in my self harming,

I don't think I'd have enough strength left to tell my darling.
I don't know, the other poem I was working on was incinerated by my computer. It shut itself down all by itself. Whoopie.
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hikarumangaluv's avatar
"My constant want for attention, my constant want to turn my skin into swiss. "

this was the only line i didn't like. "swiss" kind of took away the somber atmosphere you created. Personally i'd edit that line out...

other than that, good job! i really liked the emotion you created.