* Disclaimer this poem is about cutting so you guys don't have to read it if you don't want to. *
The blade sitting in my room staring at me, whispering "I haven't seen you in a while"
Don't do it your better than this
5 weeks and your clean from it
The blade sitting in my room staring at me it's not that far away 2 steps easier than a mile.
Grab it and you will regret it more than just a little bit.
The blade sitting in my room staring at me waiting for me to get close and grab it and go
Yes, I had a bad day but that won't take away my pain.
The blade sitting in my room staring at me telling me it is my only friend and don't listen to everyone no just no.
No, I know better than this don't do it this is not for my own gain
The blade sitting in my room staring at me waiting to see what i do.
I'm not going to do it I know better than this I love myself and I have people who love me to.
The blade sitting in my room staring at me screaming no come back to me I thought I knew you.
No one knows me I'm better than this I'm not that girl anymore I'm stronger and better than before this is who I am me not you.
The blade sitting in my room staring at me but this time it's here reminding me of who i was then but also who I am now.
