Published December 12, 2025
*Trigger Warning SH/Suicide*
Words and knifes cause the pain of many
Words cut where blades cannot
Leaving scars in your mind
And pain in your stomach
They keep you up late at night
Killing you slowly
But your not really dying, are you?
Now knifes
Knifes are consequences
Like the kitchen ones I steal
To draw with blood on my arms
Like the ones killers use in the scary movies
Where everyone's dumb enough to walk to there death
Knifes are easy. and words hurt
Words lead me to take the knife
Cursing myself as blood blooms from my arms
"I hate myself, I hate myself"
Cause the words I tell myself are the cruelest of all
Words are the knifes that can reach our brain
Twisting our emotions
Amplifying our pain
Till nothing remains
But a hollowed out corpse
Hanging from a bridge
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Wow!
This Poem had meaning, but not just in one or two lines in basically all of it. The lines by themselves are good but if you read all together it gets even better. I don’t really have a favourite part, just enjoyed my read. Hope you drop even more poems like this or in this style, if you do I probably will check them out. Ok bye now.
Wow!
This Poem had meaning, but not just in one or two lines in basically all of it. The lines by themselves are good but if you read all together it gets even better. I don’t really have a favourite part, just enjoyed my read. Hope you drop even more poems like this or in this style, if you do I probably will check them out. Ok bye now.
As much as physical pain hurts, nothing more can hurt than words. I feel as if you conveyed this into your poem.
''Words and knifes cause the pain of many
Words cut where blades cannot''
I really like the part, 'words cut where blades cannot'. Weapons can hurt the outside of the body, whereas words hurt from deep inside the mind.
''They keep you up late at night
Killing you slowly
But you're not really dying, are you?''
Words can have an impact on people so much that sometimes they can't even do the basic things of life. That's why we should always be careful of what we say with others because it can leave that lasting impact on them.
''Knifes are consequences
Like the kitchen ones I steal
To draw with blood on my arms
Like the ones killers use in the scary movies''
This overall set the tone of the poem, and it also compares to your title. But here's how I put it. Words can create knives for you to use.
''Knifes are easy. and words hurt
Words lead me to take the knife
Cursing myself as blood blooms from my arms''
Throughout the whole poem, you don't go on transitioning into some other topic about how bad knifes are (which that would be good) but you kept the consistency on how those words lead to knives. I really appreciate that.
''Words are the knifes that can reach our brain
Twisting our emotions
Amplifying our pain''
Again I love the consistency, and I love this poem overall. Keep writing!