Sta.sh
Scissor Whisper
by ~timrkeyi just remember,
the way you whispered in my ear
and told me to stop.
because what i was doing to myself,
was hurting you.
so that was the first time,
i was aware someone cared.
and i stopped.
the scars healed,
i stopped it all...
no more self induced wounds.
until last week,
on my bed crying for myself.
and i saw the gleaming metal from the desk,
and i sprang to attention.
in a daze, i wandered to the scissors.
and as i did it,
i thought about you.
how you told me to stop,
how it hurt you,
how you wanted me to stop
and then at the same time i thought,
but things are different now,
and you dont care anymore.
Good poem.. there's alot of emotion! You have such talent at writing!
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"Truth comes in between breaths." - Buddha
i love you, emily.
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amor vincit omnia
*christians
"Above all, maintain constant love for one another, for love covers a multitude of sins." (1 Peter 4:8, NRSV)
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-~cornee____
"This place is scary! Everyone has bags! What's in all those bags?!" -Squee, in JtHM #3