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WhyWhy is it
Why is it that every time
I cut my wrist
I feel nothing.
Oh please explain to me
All the pain
That I feel.
Why
Why must I
Feel like I am dying
And always lie
To make the my "friends" feel better.
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Voluge [2014-04-23 23:47:15 +0000 UTC]
Because one who feels like that, lacks appreciation towards life, but mainly towards oneself.
About the text itself, it sounds like a desperate question while feeling somewhat pointless, as if no answer is really sought.
Although, when the two "pains" gets "compared", the pain from the wrist is "nothing" compared to the "overall" pain one is mentally experiencing from the world, at the very least in this case.
If one requires to lie to people whom one sees as "friends" then, they might not actually be "friends" but rather acquaintances who one thinks is a bother to tell things to, when they are most likely to either complain or feel empathy for one, but, even if they would "seem" sorry for one, it doesn't necessarily mean that it makes one happy.
Just the few thoughts I got from this text.
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LifeIsNothingButHell In reply to Voluge [2014-04-24 00:45:15 +0000 UTC]
I enjoyed reading your thoughts about my poem. I do not believe I have ever had someone reply with so much depth and feeling before. Thank you for taking the time for this. I means a lot.
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