This poem was inspired by one of my best friends Lottie. I love you Lottie!
Another fight
Another cut
Bleeding to try and make the pain go away
Why must there be fighting?
I only cut to survive
All the while no one sees
or hears the pain I go through
I keep it hidden away inside
I want the fights to stop
Will they ever?
I may never know
Forever fighting
I'm in the background
Wondering if they'd notice I was gone
The pain, the EDs, the cuts
I wonder why I'm still here
~CMN
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No hate to Lottie. You don't know her so don't judge her.
