She stared her left arm. It had four long cuts and one deep bleeding slash. The sight of dripping blood gave her a queer sensation. Her arm was hurting. The feeling of new tingling pain was overwhelming. For a while, she forgot what was tormenting her. The sour memories and harsh realities ….. such thoughts were so painful that they had cut her to the soul.
She held her arm and closed her eyes. The pain of this bleeding arm is better than the pain of my bleeding soul. She said to herself.
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12 comments:
self mutilation.... reminds me of times I just dont want to think about.
Very articulate though :)
U know how to make a heart bleed.
at times, u need sharp reassurance of razor blade to let u come back down.
the stories here are the products of my observations and experiences, thats why they touch the heart. =)
Before that she just takes a look at her scars
Counting them…umm…she guesses…some 23 bars
She remembers NOW, which one is for what
She remembers NOW, how all that pain was fought
All she has got for these were stares
But who knows the truth…all bare
Thinking all this, she has cut herself three times
Red is the color that she pays for not dying
‘Why’ is your question?
The same is mine!!!
'Addiction to pain'...i call it...
nice one! seems like we both are sadists =p
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very well written...
its true...sometimes the soul is hurting soo much that these superficial pains feel nothin...we juss get immune to everything...
we turn numb!!
and there lies a deep sense of satisfaction that nothin can hurt us now!...
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Oh my goodness ! You r jst amazing girl !!! I read the "Painted veil" and just got blown away ...Just keep rollin.Woah! u r just...frget it.Great !
physical pain sure offers respite from mental agony...the relief is fleeting though
hey thanks fizz :)
@ henmen: yeah but scars are permanent n they remind us of our past
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