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Living double lives...One remains incomprensive to oneself.

Living double lives...One remains incomprensive to oneself.

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"I love you!” I beam at myself.

My silver reflection sculpted in glass;

The mirror shines at me.


I turn away eyes closed

Before I can see the scars

Etched deeply inside my wrist.


In the darkness,

A blade at work;

Red gullies carving

Themselves inside my wrist

Beautiful symmetric lines

Warm blood pouring out;

A soft slumber calls to me;


I sink into your dreams.


© Copyright Protected Rehana Stormme


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Sidney on February 27, 2015:

Thx that really helped I've had allot of depression lately it really incouragesd me to stop thx

cerys on October 07, 2014:

There are so many people out there who suffer in silence who battles on their own because no one understands them or what they are going though or even how they feel

Spellbound on August 03, 2014:

Thankyou for the poem and for your views they are helpful.

Have a wonderful day

Whas up with you phsycho wires and pant frames on April 14, 2014:

What idiot said funny

Mrs.Freaks on September 14, 2013:

i am 13 and i started cutting bc my parents don't believe me when i start cutting i don't stop until i see blood but i feel lots of pain wich make me wanna cut more i am starting to love that feeling. by the way check these awesome songs PAIN and ANIMAL I HAVE BECOME by THREE DAYS GRACE

Michael Silver on August 26, 2013:

Thank you for sharing your poetry and thoughts!

Sky Dawn on March 17, 2013:

To those who cut: God is always there for us. But I can understand this, as I cut as a teenager. It's a very hard time in one's life, and when there is no one there that you can talk to, its a means of release. I was raised with God, but as a teenager He was sat on the back burner, I may have talked to Him, but it was not very often and only when I would get so mad at life. Most of the time people do this is because their parents aren't there for them emotionally, and sadly for some physically or mentally. You don't turn to God when your parents cannot even be there for you. I wrote poetry as a teen, and it was a better release(less painful than cutting). If you don't have anyone to talk to, put it in writing or self expression in another form, it can be a great mental re-leaf of bent up emotions and anxiety.....and unless you've been one of these kids, please don't judge, you can't find God if you were not shown!

kimberly on November 27, 2012:

i love thys site i have been a cutter for 17 years

luna on October 23, 2012:

nice:) such a good poem

=) on August 13, 2012:

This is absolutely beautiful. Thanks so much for sharing.

Lisa Chronister from Florida on June 29, 2012:

This is very beautiful and sad. I voted up.

Ali-Mostofizadeh on November 18, 2011:

Congratulations Rahana! It's so beautiful and deep meaning. especially the relation between cutting and last sentence "I sink into your dreams".

Rajan Singh Jolly from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar, INDIA. on November 15, 2011:

Nice thoughts,expressed so well.

Thanks for sharing.

somethgblue from Shelbyville, Tennessee on October 08, 2011:

There are enough negative people in the world that try to bring me down, so just in the last few years I've learned to always try to see the positive in folks.

It helps me from having negative thoughts about my self as I am always my worst critic.

I took a picture of a rose that I'd like to share with you but am unable to formulate a way for you to see it . . . hmmm, I will ponder this!

I like your poems and your style, thanks for sharing!

thoughts220 from India on October 05, 2011:

I have always wondered the question myself. I never went to the point of actually sliding a blade through my wrist, but just to get the gist of the whole experience, I went through a phase of punching the walls when I was badly frustrated. And the pain was immense and surprisingly, it aggravated me more. So, I'm back to where I started.

Reading your poem creates a picture in my mind where the person on the outside, that is the refelection, is happy and smiling, for all the world to see. But on the inside, it hides numerous scars of sorrow and pain. Beautiful and immensely sad.

calvincho from George Town on October 01, 2011:

well written!

mandypoole from UK on September 30, 2011:

Very thought provoking poem and I like the last line "I sink into your dreams".Well done, great poem.

Rehana Stormme (author) on September 28, 2011:

@ Mydubaistay - Thanks for reading and commenting!

mydubaistay from Dubai on September 27, 2011:

God does not burden a soul with more than it can bear. That is so true and this quality makes us superior to animals but sometimes we totally forget that.

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