Just a poem I wrote when the whole “emo cutting” scene started and one of my friends got herself caught up in it. It’s far from my best, but I thought I’d post it anyway. The music/writing analogies are because I encouraged her to use song writing and music to vent her emotions instead of turning to something like that. Feel free to critique!
Scarlet prose with lethal rhymes
Tell a long feared Story
Of loss and anger, doubt and pain
Of shame, deceit and glory
Each word said oh-so perfect
Frigid metal, suicide sounds sweet
Knife in hand, the music blaring
Hear your pulse in every beat
The moments gone, crescendo passed
Close the cover, with your sleeves
Hide the tale within yourself
Don’t give it any time to grieve
But as you lift the scarlet pen
And bleed the words of sacred red
Remember all the pain you’ve caused
The pen is mightier than the sword
