Discussion of "Raw Emotion - Thoughts of a Cutter" by LadyAdelia

I loved this poem :)

Thank you!

Good...yet very disturbing...

Thank you! The act of cutting oneself is horrible. I have only cut myself seriously one time but it still shakes me to the core every time this urge comes over me. This poem helped me pour out the urge onto paper and brought me back to myself away from the insanity depression can sometimes bring.

Very creative and well written!
I enjoyed it very much.

Very creative and well written!
I enjoyed it very much.

this was emotionally draining. As someone who has cut and bled I can somewhat relate to the contradictory perceptions. Your subject revels that to ‘feel real pain,’ they must inflict it upon themselves. Suggesting they recognize that the emotional distress that propels them to that conclusion is in fact fleeting and not, in their mind, real pain at all. A potential attention grab? For many cutters it is.
The acknowledgment that something as simple as the needs of a household pet, can for the time being, ‘save them,’ further leads me to that conclusion, which is one of the reasons I personally connected with it so well.
What was really interesting to me is the subject’s mentions of death. Cutters generally want to feel the pain and they want to bleed…but they don’t really want to die. Their scars are their emotional trophies and in many cases, on display seeking a savior.
Of course that is all personal opinion.
LadyAdelia, I was moved by this. I loved the portion about the soft purring kitten. It made it very real for me and I find myself really hoping you are just a dynamite emotional wordsmith and not someone who is experiencing the misfortune of such confusing feelings.
Very powerful. Great work.

Wow, the intervention of a kitten in the nick of time! I would love some feedback by this poem's author. Cheers.

The kitten is a metaphorical reference to the hope that moves me onward and out of the downward spiral depression put me into at times. I wrote this poem in the midst of such a spiral and these words were the exact words going through my mind. For me the urge to cut is one I have hidden very well. I am a mom and I have 3 beautiful children who would be devastated if I left them and so I live. I realize that these spirals are temporary and I can 'talk' myself through them. I have learned to not take action and in that inaction I save myself from harm. My cuts were a way that I could provide myself with a physical wound to tend to since my dealing with the emotional wounds seems more than immpossible at times. The last time I seriously cut myself was October of 08. I feel that I am coping much better now and the writing helps me tremendously! Thank you for your kind comments! I am more than willing to discuss my cutting with anyone because I see my openess about it as a way of defeating it. :)

I really liked this poem, that sounds terrible! But it was well written, I felt fear and misery and confusion radiating off of it. Nicely done.