I couldn't help it..... it's been too long...
"A cut or two couldn't hurt." I told myself.
Once the blade touched my skin, I had to keep cutting.. again.. AGAIN!
I dropped the blade when my arm went numb.
Jumped in the shower and washed away the tears and blood.
I wasn't done....
I ran downstairs and grabbed a pill bottle... sliding two or three down my throat. Just enough to numb the senses.
I walked outside and sat on the ground.
Looked up at the sky and started to cry.
Time to start over... again...
YOU ARE READING
Can't you see I'm Hurting Inside?
PoetryDo you know what it's like to be laughed at and told you're worthless? To feel so much pain that it affects your lifestyle and the way you act towards the people you Iove? I've been on one hell of a ride and can't find a way off...
