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EyeZ street geist
Dec 04, 2007 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

When I



When I am at the point of suicide
I am laying in bed late at night
I think of all thats been done
And I think where did I go wrong

I look down at all of my scars
I think how life is so hard
I pray for it to go away
Because another cut has made it's way

One cut for every time I was let down
One cut for every time I had a frown
One cut for every time I was raped
One cut because love is always late

One cut for every time I was lied too
One cut for every time I was confused
One cut for every time they said they loved me
But then turned around and hit me

One cut for every time I was left
One cut for every time I was lost
One cut for every time I was lonely
But I was never really alone

One cut for every time I saw darkness
Or when the devil asked me to play
One cut for every single tear
And one cut for how they look at me

But for all the cuts I have
I must remember one thing
Are they really worth it?
Is all this pain truly legit?

— EyeZ street geist, Dec 04, 2007

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Region, Country: California, USA

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Dickinson, Shakespeare, Rudyard Kippling, and others

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DDCdogood

18 years 6 months ago

Pain is Universal, Thanks 'EyeZ'

I first would like to say, this piece transends, structured stanzas. I really was over the shoulder of the writer and the subject matter was very poignant. More 411 than 911. They say 'write what you know', Believe me as an older soul, that pain and loss, are abundant in life. But the writer within this poem, is getting stronger, in their surroundings. You have, just a little more to say and ways to say them, than most, don't penalize yourself, and by that I mean, write. The world needs more, good writers. When I was young, I was mad at the world. I eventually went down roads, I could never imagine. My pain later allowed me, a reference and stories to tell, eventually my poetry and lyrics were a little more objective. Not that this piece, wasn't. You have the makings of a great poet, trust your muse. And Welcome to Neopoet, 'Ever step, has it's purpose'. Great piece 'EyeZ' Peace, 'DDC' PS You and I have some writing similarities, passion and tenaciousness. Keep em' comin' 'EyeZ', read some of my work , they have similar force of passion qualities.