If you haven't tried
Do not judge
I enjoy it way to much
To cut myself
To see my blood
To watch it run
And drip.
It clams me
It soothes me
It's like a friend
When times get bad
I run to it again
I stopped for a while
But that wasn't me
I love my scars
The ones you do not see
I have stopped eating
Stopped smiling
Stopped living
Soon you will see
Soon I will be pretty
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