A cut to remember
I am a butcher; I am a surgeon I bring my arm like a lamb to the slather. What will it be this times a knife a razor or a screwdriver? I t makes no defiance to me as long as the blood is set free. I close my eyes and the ritual begins.” My God forgive my sins and have mercy on my soul”. Fore I cannot stop the bloodshed for the blood must flow. For I have lost all control. The blade is in my hand I cannot stand. I fall to me knees. “Oh God please help me save me from myself “as pray and plead I cut my self and begin bleed. I hear a voice deep within I hear him say. “no deliverance for you not to day”
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Ok, now it's time for "The Final Cut."
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I would normally say, "nothing is ever that bad" but in some cases, it can be, but please don't use suicide or self-mutilation as a light subject in order for you to get attention if this is what you are doing. That's wrong and you would have no place here if that is your intention. Sincerely, Amunet |
A screwdriver? What?
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........................this sucks.
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As long as you are pondering screwdrivers, let me bring some other, equally blunt and destructive objects to mind ... in case your muse dries up or your courage re-inhabits your spine:
an awl a hammer a chisel a box of penny nails a horseshoe a lawn dart a toothpick Oh, hey, let's not forget my favorites ... a vegetable peeler or a cheese grater! Now, go away and do something worth doing, ya mook! |
This might not be exactly appropriate, but I though your post was pretty well written.
Don't worry about opening up about your problems on here; I expect most of us are pretty weird (no offence everyone else). I'm bipolar and I cut myself to help me cope. So you're not alone. Please share it if you need to and don't let things get worse. |
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