Red Room

a poem about cutting

 
Discomfort comforts.
Blade glistens - an invitation
to feel nothing at all.
Jagged lines, like a joint,
bring familiar euphoria.
Friends and family repulsed.
I care not.
For life, for love
for nothing is left
except release from hellish mind.
Cut off from coping mechanisms
Prozac dream - a supposed mental filter.
A new day begins,
an old nightmare dawns --
the bathroom beckons.
 

Reviews

[Luci Lombardo]

"Discomfort comforts"- great beginning. I really like this one, especially the lines, "A new day begins, an old nightmare dawns"....

[Aaron J. Wald]

oooo... Disturbing. I enjoyed this very much. I can identify, and know how it feels. Really... a nice piece of work.

[Kristina Moulaison]

This is chilling. Great ending.