Diary of a cutter by midnightdream2 on DeviantArt

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Published: Jun 13, 2011

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Alright ladies and gentlemen boys and girls humans, non humans of all ages, this piece has to do with ME and what I feel, yes cutting is fucking stupid and let it be known THAT I AM AN EX-CUTTER , thank you very much.
I did not ask you to read this, I did not force it upon you so read it with your own digression,
EVERYONE IS ENTITLED TO HIS OR HER OPINION AND IF YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND IT JUST LEAVE IT ALONE, NO NEED TO GET INTO AN SPATS ABOUT ANYTHING.
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IF YOU DONT LIKE THEN GTFO >.> NOW.

Introduction
Part 1
Part 2

Diary of a cutter
I wanna pull out my razor

I wanna pull out that razor
and run it along my wrist,
first just a shallow one, letting the blood pool,
then onto a deeper one,
until my forearm is covered in brilliant red pools.
My hands are week,
my chest numb,
my face a cermaic mask of happiness ,
for the outside world.
Can I do it?
Who will notice?
No one it's just me and no one cares.
So I'll go get that razor as soon as the lights go off,
as soon as they all go to bed, when its just me,
my razors and my sobs.

Sometimes
Just before I dig the blade in,
I wonder if anyone will stop me,
if there's anyone out there,
in my life who'd thiPart 3

Diary of a cutter
Pretty little droplets, pooling on the skin, red as roses and sweet as kisses.

It's calling me,
You see that, that silver glittering in the moon light?
Do you see it, melted into perfection?
It's speaking to me...
And I'm replying.
With every cell in my body,
every fibber in my being,
I can feel it in my wrist,
The pounding of my pulse,
racing on the inside of my skin,
the numbness in my heart,
spreading into different
sectors of this being.

The longing to feel the gliding of a blade,
The sweet sensation of the blade,
Tearing skin and the burning pleasure it erupts,
My fingers swaying to its beat,
Dancing innocently Part 4}