The Cuts Get Deeper

A peek into my soul.

I am numb, pained inside, 

There are many, things I hide, 

I make it all, hide behind, 

This wall I built, Inside my eye, 

As the cuts get deeper... 

The past I have, of pain and blood, 

All the wounds, misunderstood, 

I told the truth, but only one,

 Believed me now, I am but done, 

And I write this as they shun,

 And the cuts get deeper... 

I remember all the fear, 

But no one cares about it here, 

As I lay here on my own,

 Wounded while I write this poem, 

As the cuts get deeper... 

The knife I cut with, now is raised,

 To my throat, it slowly grazed,

 My pain my heart, my soul combined,

 But everyone here thinks i'm fine, 

As The Cuts Get Deeper!

Author's Note

Done.

Reviews

[B]

Not all cuts are real
Some are time
slashing by
whether it be a lover
or circumstances
its those moments of deep pain
that birth life

Really well done

[B]

i see .... not foreign to the idea
it takes great courage to write this out
You are brave

[Taz]

Thank you.

[B]

pleasure .... i will read up more :)

[The Exiled Wolf]

I like the structure of this piece. Repeating yet progressing. The exclamation mark at the end is the cream of the crop - it is a differentiation to the other lines end with dots to signify the end of life. It is also clever to put dual meaning on the word "cut" - both the cuts on the hand and the cuts in the heart.

I can follow the flow of emotions in this piece easily because it is almost exactly what I've gone through - except I used my nails instead of a knife, and I didn't have a knife when I attempted the last part subconsciously. Having a pain is not the worst thing, but having one and not able to tell anyone is. Luckily I found writing - at least I could tell someone else what was happening. This is a nice piece!

P.S. Feel free to message if you want to talk

[Taz]

Thank you.

[Melinda McQueen]

I hope you're ok. I know how it feels to feel broken. May God bless you.

[Taz]

Thank you. Just trying to heal.

[Melinda McQueen]

Yes, me too.

[Taz]

then we have something in common

[Melinda McQueen]

yes we do. life hurts

[Taz]

That it does.

[Hebe]

Thank you for sharing this very painful piece of writing.... you make it come alive!

[Cobblestone Traveler]

Intense and aching. I admire your skill for making emotion bleed from the words.

[Taz]

Thank you I am glad you liked it.

[Coyote Poetry]

Some pain become more heavy. We must find a new city and a new beginning. Old places and memories will make us bleed.
"The knife I cut with, now is raised,
To my throat, it slowly grazed,
My pain my heart, my soul combined,
But everyone here thinks i'm fine,
As The Cuts Get Deeper"
I understand the above lines. I didn't use a knife. I used war a drink. Funny part the wars and the taverns make me wish to live. Thank you Taz for sharing the amazing poetry. Made me think this morning.
Coyote

[Taz]

Thank you for reviewing.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Taz.

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Words with better taste. Something very deep like cut to human flesh. Emotions are rough . My mind star evoke my own experience. This is again good.

[Taz]

I make my poems this way so people don't quite understand as well and it rhymes

[Sammie Sanchez]

awesome piece, nice work c;

[Taz]

Thank you, this is one of my more emotional poems.

[Sammie Sanchez]

i can tell, you basically used your heart as the font of this piece of writings

[Taz]

I just go with what comes to mind and it usually turns out good.

[Sammie Sanchez]

well then that's awesome

[Taz]

Thank you.

[Surya]

It's good, quality work, will see what is next...go on, well done, I liked it..:)

[Taz]

Thank You. I will continue it when my mind tells me to.

[Taz]

I'm finished with it.

[Stacy Purvis]

I can't wait for more. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

[Taz]

I always love to share for feedback. Thank You.

[Taz]

It is now done.