Tuesday, April 5, 2011

One Shot - Cutters


Dead eyes stare blankly into infinite space 
unfocused and unblinking. 
Seeing neither love nor direction. 
Lost in a thoughtless eternity 
of what had been 
yet without faith in what was to be. 
Listless. 
Emotionless. 
A soul swirling in a hazy mist of indecision, 
falling into an unknown abyss 
waiting for words to heal, 
a spark to light the way. 
Cut me so I can feel.
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25 comments:

Anonymous said...

You describe it well. There are times I've felt like this.

Matty said...

So many, nay, too many people are like this. And it's a shame too. There is always hope. Always a way out.

dustus said...

Powerful—especially the waiting to feel, and then taking matters into one's own hands... makes one's heart go out. Very sad. I think you capture the complexity of it well, MM

hedgewitch said...

I think this perfectly describes a state I hope I'm never in again. Well said, MM.

Brian Miller said...

dang monkey...this just gives me shivers...i know a few and to need that to feel just chills me...

signed...bkm said...

"cut me so i feel" how many days we feel like that..numbing events leave us feeling that way and wanting for any kind of emotion...bkm

Christine said...

I knew a cutter once, she had direction and happiness, I think she hid her abyss well, I never knew.

Hope said...

powerful!

thanks for your visit and comment

Lisa said...

Wow. Well written. Another tough subject to think about. I don't quite get "cutting".

Powerful.

Lisa
InspiredbyLisa

The Poet said...

Very thought provoking. Hope I never get to that stage in my life.

Glynn said...

We teeter there, too, right on the edge of the abyss as it pulls us in. Good poem.

KB said...

I knew a girl who used to cut herself and I ask her why and she said...to feel something. Brillant MM.

Anonymous said...

A crowd I've sadly known too many members of...this one gave me a shudder, to be honest, for it reminded me rather thoroughly of high school. It is horrifying, how many dwell so close to the edge, drifting, uncertain, turning to such things for feeling...

Potent piece.

Deborah said...

You wrote that brilliantly!

Sandra said...

...sigh...that was beautiful. More! Encore! Encore!

anthonynorth said...

The despair bursts out from your words. Excellent.

Tabor said...

Dangerous feelings and some thing I think society sees way to often.

the walking man said...

The thousand yard stare.

Anonymous said...

How sad... well expressed.

Linda said...

Very well said on a subject I'll admit I don't understand.

Marshy said...

you wrote this so well...this is such a tough subject....the title in itself pulled no punches..cheers pete

Bubba said...

Would you settle for a smack upside the head?

Cut it out, MM! (Not literally!)

gautami tripathy said...

Profound...


Here is my One Shot:
gost of a rose

Anonymous said...

"Bleed just to know you're alive..."

You nailed this one with your few, decisive phrases.

PattiKen said...

Powerful, MM. How terrible it must be to feel so dead inside, so void of feeling, that slicing into oneself seems the only answer.