Poetry

Life

By 14th July 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

Life gives
chances to find out who you are
to find out where to go
to find your own shadow

Live issues
decisions for you to make
chances you could take
visions of your fate

Life bestows
People for you to love
people for you to hate
people who’ll you forsake

Life awards
little
if any…
Cutting
Cutting gets to me
a blade pushed towards your wrist
by yourself
pushed so hard you bleed?
it sounds absurd, uncalled for
crazy
when I’m cut, I cry
but you, a cutter
smile
pain inflicted is wrong
on others
pain inflicted is deranged
on yourself
sure, go vent
but in other ways
you try to make your life over
but god plans for you to live more days
you’re psycho, crazy
berserk
you’re mental, idiotic
insane
you’re a loon, buffoon
unglued
you’re just like me
I cut
I smile
though I cry,
knowing soon I’ll die
I cry happy tears
come, cutters, cry with me

Ty-dolly

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