my first cut

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The thing that made me use this tactic for the first time was my parents, my friends, my reflection and those who don't understand me

I suppose I don't even understand myself


I crafted my first sharp object from that plastic sharpener in my pencil case

I threw it against the wall as hard as I could and when I heard the 'ping' I knew I was ready


I waited until my parents weren't home and then I took a big breath and pulled out the razor

The pain was like the thing I've been searching for

It makes me think about something else

I wish I knew then that I would become this infatuated with this tiny object


Everyday at school I'm searching the crowds for someone I know

But this object doesn't come in a person

It doesn't give me the same satisfaction


I can do this on my own terms

Without anyone else telling me how to do it

I can cut as much as I like


I might become this self-obsessed person

But at least I'm not letting a person break my heart

In ways I wished I never knew how


This tiny metal object doesn't show me I'm weak

It shows me I'm strong and that I'm capable

But it also shows me that I'm not alone

And there are many more struggling like me


You just have to have the eye

You know someone else is hurting when you are the one also hurting

But I am not alone

And neither are you

You are finally at home


- taylor

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