Some Poetry….

This is some of my own poetry (if you can even call it poetry..)
I have a hard time actually finishing a poem, so my stuff is pretty short…

Relief
I put the blade to my skin
I apply pressure
I cut.

It’s amazing
I love this feeling
When I cut.

My breathing’s shallow
My life becomes manageable
I need to cut.

My blood flows freely
I watch the droplets fall
I continue to cut.

I smell the tang of iron
I taste my blood in my mouth
When i cut.

I feel the sting of broken skin
I feel the rush of heat
I need to cut.

Life
Watching the leaves fall from
the tree
I can’t help but think they symbolize how
my life falls
around
me.

Pointless
I can’t let it go
I can’t get better
no matter how hard i try,
I fall.

Oh, How Odd…
Is it weird that
I lose myself
In those gorgeous brown eyes

Is it weird that
I want to caress
That beautiful face

Is it weird that
I want to run my fingers through
That soft brown hair

Is it weird that
I want that soft, glowing porcelain skin
To brush against mine

Is it weird…that
This poem is about
A girl?

Eye Contact
Pretty blue eyes
Make me smile
Wanna let you know
I’ll be around for a while.