Don't you dare leave.
We need you.
We love you.
Don't think that you're useless.
Because you're not.
Don't think that you won't be missed.
Because we think about you every day.
We're worried.
We miss you.
I'm scared.
I'm scared you're not coming back.
Please don't leave us.
Please stay.
Please recover soon.
Please drop the knife.
Please love yourself.
My scars haven't healed yet either.
But when they do
it's a freedom.
Your scars can't heal if you keep on making more.
Please stop bleeding.
So you can be free.
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A Look Inside a Crazy Mind
PoetryI am crazy. Insane. Fucked up. My friends are crazy. Insane. Fucked up. This is a look inside my crazy, insane, fucked up mind. My 2 am thoughts, my fears, the truth. This is all I know about myself, which isn't much. This is me.
