You hurt yourself try to escape.
But after you break.
Only once more she said.
I just couldn't stop.
It made me feel better.
But only just a bit.
Now I regret.
I wanted to stop.
But I couldn't get that knife to drop.
I know I didn't only hurt myself.
But also somebody else.
It made me cry even more.
Everything I was hiding them.
The scars nobody could see.
I wanted them to go away.
To could be free.
I tried to stop.
I tried so many times.
It made me almost give up.
But it wasn't a option.
The hurt in my friends and mums eyes.
I didn't wanted to see.
No more tears not because of me.
Now i'm proud to say.
The scars for me are away.
No more tears i'm free.
If you did this or does it to.
You must know i'm there for you.
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PoetryIn this book I write all my poetry. Its inspired by my feelings,thoughts and personal experiences. I hope others can relate to it. Happy reading.