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Slave to the Blade
It's kiss,
Is so cold
It's touch,
It won't let me go
It's the pain,
The pain I have inside
It's the pain,
The pain I cannot hide
Please take...
Me away...
Away! Away! Away!
AWAY...!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's just a choice that I make!
It's the release that I am denied! In life!
It's how I survive!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's how I make the pain fade!
The release, it makes me fly!
And when it's over, I can only cry!
Please take...
My tears away...
It's feel,
It is a thrill
Hard steel,
Better than any pill
The agony,
Of the moment helps me breathe
And the agony,
The agony sets me free
Please take...
Me away...
Away! Away! Away!
AWAY...!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's just a choice that I make!
It's the release that I am denied! In life!
It's how I survive!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's how I make the pain fade!
The release, it makes me fly!
And when it's over, I can only cry!
Please take...
My tears away...
There is nothing in this world like,
Holding onto your arm as the blood spills
As everything...that you keep within drips...
Every drop an ecstasy,
Every splash a memory,
Every line a secret that has to be locked so deep...
And no-one understands the truth!
They always say it's just abuse!
No-one takes the time to see the real you!
So every day...
Is one spent...
A slave to the blade...
Please take...
Me away...
Away! Away! Away!
AWAY...!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's just a choice that I make!
It's the release that I am denied! In life!
It's how I survive!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's how I make the pain fade!
The release, it makes me fly!
And when it's over, I can only cry!
Please take...
Please take my tears away!
Please take...
Please take me away...!
jlp September16, 2009
It's kiss,
Is so cold
It's touch,
It won't let me go
It's the pain,
The pain I have inside
It's the pain,
The pain I cannot hide
Please take...
Me away...
Away! Away! Away!
AWAY...!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's just a choice that I make!
It's the release that I am denied! In life!
It's how I survive!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's how I make the pain fade!
The release, it makes me fly!
And when it's over, I can only cry!
Please take...
My tears away...
It's feel,
It is a thrill
Hard steel,
Better than any pill
The agony,
Of the moment helps me breathe
And the agony,
The agony sets me free
Please take...
Me away...
Away! Away! Away!
AWAY...!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's just a choice that I make!
It's the release that I am denied! In life!
It's how I survive!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's how I make the pain fade!
The release, it makes me fly!
And when it's over, I can only cry!
Please take...
My tears away...
There is nothing in this world like,
Holding onto your arm as the blood spills
As everything...that you keep within drips...
Every drop an ecstasy,
Every splash a memory,
Every line a secret that has to be locked so deep...
And no-one understands the truth!
They always say it's just abuse!
No-one takes the time to see the real you!
So every day...
Is one spent...
A slave to the blade...
Please take...
Me away...
Away! Away! Away!
AWAY...!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's just a choice that I make!
It's the release that I am denied! In life!
It's how I survive!
I am a slave to the blade!
It's how I make the pain fade!
The release, it makes me fly!
And when it's over, I can only cry!
Please take...
Please take my tears away!
Please take...
Please take me away...!
jlp September16, 2009
Literature
Cutting
Slicing away trust,
bleeding out betrayal.
Lying with a smile,
making truth go stale.
Playing a deadly game,
fighting with blood and fire.
Answering to all the pain,
bowing to desire.
Clinging to the hate,
living in the fear.
Pushing far away,
everything I hold dear.
A smile on my face,
but screaming in my head.
Hoping its not to late,
praying my souls not dead.
Trying to escape,
to find a place to hide.
Or should I face myself,
its so hard to decide.
Nowhere left to run,
no one to face but me.
To decide what I want to do,
and who I want to be.
Literature
Cutting
She presses her lips tightly together ;
Closes her eyes , it's hard to remember ;
The day when they each said
The word " forever . "
Seems like a thousand years ago ,
When everything was fine -
We were on top of the world , but
It isn't all that easy this time .
I watch the world ,
I scrutinize ;
So hard to imagine
What life looks like
Through those worn - out eyes .
Every slice , each loss of blood
It hurts us all ; we've both had enough
Every cut , it burns us too
Like a knife , it runs us through
Shes weak;
Feels high every time she moves
Its unhealthy
That , she has proved .
She's compelled to let go
Literature
cutting
Cutting,
It's like a drug,
Your mind slows
And your heart speeds up,
And then switches its order,
While your heart beats faster you forget about everything else,
Everything that has happened to you,
Your mind is glued to pain on your arm or your leg,
And thats why its so hard to quit,
It helps relax the pain in your heart and mind
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Cutting.
That one word, so harsh, so dark. So many do it, many more fear doing it, many more are disgusted by it and don't understand it.
They JUDGE the person who cuts instead of HELPING them to not NEED to cut.
Cutting is not abnormal, sadly, it is quite common. It has been part of human culture since sharp objects were invented.
Cutting is the release of mental, emotional, and spiritual pain through a physical act of pain. The release of pain through pain.
I cut first when I was 10. I cut until I was 14 and accidentally sliced a vein because I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing.
I haven't cut since.
See, therein lies the problem, cutting, while it releases that pent up pain, can quite easily end that pain permanently. All it takes is a mistake, not paying attention. many have died from that mistake.
Having been down that road, I can tell you that it isn't the answer. Unless your parents cut themselves, they simply won't understand, and most will never accept any of the blame for the fact that you cut.
So many people are horrified by cutting, they think that people who do it are sick in the head, they refuse to UNDERSTAND WHY we cut. Most people who cut didnt get the idea from someone else, it occurred to them naturally, so I am of the idea that it really IS a part of who we are, in fact, many cultures all over the world are based upon the "pleasure from pain" principle. Many people who get a lot of body art arent doing it for the ART, they are doing it for the PAIN, the release of pain that it brings.
Cutting, like anything that can cause pleasure, is addictive, and like all things addictive, it is dangerous. It is in fact far more dangerous than you would think, because unlike most addictions, it can be fairly well hidden.
And no-one finds out until it's too late.
There are others ways to release the pain we hold inside, someone WILL listen, but first WE have to talk, we have to WANT to SHARE our pain. It isnt easy to do, not at all.
Here on dA there is a club for those that self harm They will listen, I know many who are part of that community here, and it has helped them so much.
The first step is up to you though, you have to CHOOSE to stop harming yourself.
You have to let go.
Stop being a slave to the blade.
**There is no "mature content" on this, simply because Im describing the feelings of cutting, I'm not actually describing the physical act it's self.**
Cutting.
That one word, so harsh, so dark. So many do it, many more fear doing it, many more are disgusted by it and don't understand it.
They JUDGE the person who cuts instead of HELPING them to not NEED to cut.
Cutting is not abnormal, sadly, it is quite common. It has been part of human culture since sharp objects were invented.
Cutting is the release of mental, emotional, and spiritual pain through a physical act of pain. The release of pain through pain.
I cut first when I was 10. I cut until I was 14 and accidentally sliced a vein because I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing.
I haven't cut since.
See, therein lies the problem, cutting, while it releases that pent up pain, can quite easily end that pain permanently. All it takes is a mistake, not paying attention. many have died from that mistake.
Having been down that road, I can tell you that it isn't the answer. Unless your parents cut themselves, they simply won't understand, and most will never accept any of the blame for the fact that you cut.
So many people are horrified by cutting, they think that people who do it are sick in the head, they refuse to UNDERSTAND WHY we cut. Most people who cut didnt get the idea from someone else, it occurred to them naturally, so I am of the idea that it really IS a part of who we are, in fact, many cultures all over the world are based upon the "pleasure from pain" principle. Many people who get a lot of body art arent doing it for the ART, they are doing it for the PAIN, the release of pain that it brings.
Cutting, like anything that can cause pleasure, is addictive, and like all things addictive, it is dangerous. It is in fact far more dangerous than you would think, because unlike most addictions, it can be fairly well hidden.
And no-one finds out until it's too late.
There are others ways to release the pain we hold inside, someone WILL listen, but first WE have to talk, we have to WANT to SHARE our pain. It isnt easy to do, not at all.
Here on dA there is a club for those that self harm They will listen, I know many who are part of that community here, and it has helped them so much.
The first step is up to you though, you have to CHOOSE to stop harming yourself.
You have to let go.
Stop being a slave to the blade.
**There is no "mature content" on this, simply because Im describing the feelings of cutting, I'm not actually describing the physical act it's self.**
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It is indeed hard to stop