| These poems were all written by Tigger. You can email her here. Thanks Tig! WARNING: Some poems may be triggering! |
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| More deep, dark thoughts More cuts I think i'm really lost no guts To try and tell someone I fell this is not fun It's hell The cuts stare up at me I laugh Part of me is pleased yet half wants to fall on my knees I don't but i put down the pen I won't Ever have what could have been I cut Instead of talking No luck In ever, ever walking Far away From the pain i feel I stay This is what's real the hate Starts to build up too late To even give a fuck |
| There are thoughs in my head That i've never told No one's ever read The secrets in my heart that i hold Hiding them from the world They're new & old Dark thoughts in me Bad things I don't want to say it would bring worry to their lives Thoughts of blood it's all and only mine I'd love to fulfill my thoughts but i won't They'll just stay here They don't Need to leave my head |
| There's a razor in my hand I can't put it down And i can't stand the destiny to which i'm bound Will i ever have the power to put it down and move one Not any time soon-within the hour More cuts i will don The love i used to feel is long, long lost I don't like that this is real So, i pay the cost I'm the only one it hurts but it gets rid of the pain And i realize that it works it's a ray of sun through the rain But it scares me That i need it so much Even though...I need it to be it's amazing what a razor can do with just one touch |
| In my mind I see the blade and i can't hide the cuts it's made Though i try To cover them up They can look into my eyes No such luck I struggle to be the girl of which i dream Deep inside of me She's there...you see And introvert and heart She's trying to be seen And it's tearing me apart Cuz That's who i want to be i don't want to be The girl that can't stop talking To anyone who asks Happy on the outside Nodding with a smile that's fade but deep on the inside... This fantasy i'll make I know it sounds bad But i'm tired of spilling Out everything when i'm mad to the first persone that's willing willing to lend an ear But then i wonder do they really hear All of this i mutter With a sigh i smile Because i'm changing In front of their eyes, while I pretend the same I'm staying |
| When i feel i've lost control I search for something but all i know Is that antidote is frustrating i cry every time i take it cuz it doesn't make things better it just takes all this shit and makes it what i fear But here's another part of me that loves the feeling it get that feels everything let free the moment the razor i set the crimson elixer transfixes my eyes It's heaven...it's hell it erases all the lies it's a feeling both sides know all too well |
| When I do it It takes away the pain It washes away the strife It cleans like rain. The blood takes my mind Off of all the bad things It’s like an adrenaline rush I feel like I have wings. While I watch the blood flow Life’s problems slip away It’s an addictive feeling It helps me face the day I’ve went 10 weeks without it I can’t hold out any longer All along… I knew it Why did I even bother? I’m going to cut away From all the problems I face The high will only last so long It’s a sweet thrill of which I’ve missed the taste. |
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| It won't hurt It really helps It feels to good Compared to the pain I've felt. I want to use it To take away the pain, But I'm fighting with myself, My heart against my brain. My brain's telling me That it won't be right My heart is telling me To give up this fight I'm sick of fighting Tired of all this shit, I'm going to use a razor My wrists I will slit. |
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| As the sweet crimson rivers Run down my wrist I sit and I watch, I am transfixed. From the moment the razor Touches my skin, I'm taken from this world And from the problems within. Deep in my soul I cry for help, But no one can hear me, I'm by myself. Life is getting to me It's stating to be too much Though- I know I can cut it awa with a razor Cut it away with just one touch. |
| I'm going to cut away All of this pain & strife I'm going to cut away Cut away my life. I'm going to cut away From the life I hate at home, I'm going to cut away, So I won't feel so alone. I'm going to cut away From the fighting & the yelling, I'm going to cut away So on the pain there's no more dwelling. I'm going to cut away Cut away my life I'm going to cut away From all the pain & strife. |
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| All I can see Is the blood on my arm All I can focus on Is my self-harm My body pleads for it To send away the pain My soul yearns for it To cut away the strain Every fiber of me Urges me to slice Up and down my arm To take away my life Give me something else Something else to do Before I kill myself Please, I’m begging you |
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| Black rain Pouring over me Tears of blood Spilling from within. Echoes of pain Ringing in my head Tears fall From a pair of blue eyes This is me Crying for you Forseeing you Crying for me. |
| Questions Over-running my thinking Doubts Flooding me through Jealousy Though I try to deny it Hate Boiling beneath the surface Anger Flowing in my veins Questions To which there are no answers Doubts Of which I can't ignore Jealousy I cannot overcome Hate That I can't fight Anger Taking over me |
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| people look at me and they don't see the girl inside that's dying what they see is a lie the smile that i wear is an illusion i smile wide but i'm dying inside no one knows because i don't want them to i gave up and I'm hiding it from the world but I can't hide it from myself |
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| She's scared to look back She's scared of her past The demons that haunt her She can bare no longer. Ready to give up the fight She can't do what she knows is right She's too afraid to see it And so she cna't defeat it. Turning to the blade Wishing she could fade Into the cold, hard sting To bleed is all she needs. I'm too scared to look back To scared to face my past So I'll never be free From the demons that haunt me. |
| The pain of the past Is cut away Met by The sting of the blade The tears of sorrow Stop flowing The moment I begin to bleed. The blade is my enemy As well as my friend, It will be with me When I meet the end. |
| She looks in the mirror Hating what she sees, A fat, weak, pathetic girl Is all she'll ever be. She can't stand the pain Exuding from her past, She doesn't know if she can fight it Or how long she will last A victim of the world She created herself She turnes to the blade But it doens't help. It used to numb her pain She couldn't feel a thing But that seems so far away now, As if it were a dream. She lays down on her bed, her wrists slit down deep Finally, she's killing the pain And falling forever asleep |
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| A razor now In my hand Happier now Than I've ever been. I'm bleeding now Losing life, Letting go Of my strife. I cut myself To get away, I cut too deep To deep today. I'm dying now On the floor, I close my eyes And know no more. |
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| Seeing what surrounds me Not wanting to live, My will is withering My life I shall give. Give as I take it Die as I might Sometime today I shall take my life. The whisper of echoes Driving me mad I look back And see what I had. Once I was happy I didn't feel like this And now it's that time That time that I miss. But this is now And that was then I'm more emptry Than I've ever been. And so it goes It will be tonight, I'll end this pain I'll end my life. |
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| I'm lying on the floor Staring at the blade The need inside of me Makes the pain fade. Now it's my hand on the blade Instead of my eyes I can't put it down No matter how hard I try. I press down hard My body welcomes the sting My eyes see the blood I'm flooded with relief, I set the blade down And let myself bleed. My pain has grown From a whisper to a scream. |
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| Feel My Pain If you look inside my soul Behind the mask of a care-free teen You'll see things you detest That seem to prosper in a waking dream You'll see the tears of a broken child From shattered innocence they fall I was forced to mature I learned to walk before I crawled You'll see the memories The movement of hands in the dark From their secret actions You'll see my scars You'll see my blood Flowing from both wrists A victim of fate With a cruel twist You'll see my sorrow And their little game You'll see inside me And you'll feel my pain |
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