Do you know what its like to wake up just to remember the pain of the night before. To be reminded of how useless and worthless you are. To shower and learn how much it stings. To be pushed to the point where the only escape is making yourself bleed. To distract yourself from the pain of life by tearing apart your skin and flesh. Do you know what its like to go through everyday and looking forward to the time when you get to cut up your skin. To cry yourself to sleep. Making promises you know you can't keep. Tearing yourself down and telling you yourself you deserve to feel this way. Have you ever felt so sad that you wished you were dead. When you honestly could've put a bullet through your head. Do you sit there thinking about how everything's a weapon. Could you ever believe that your brother or sister could feel this way every day. The long sleeves can only hide so much. And anyone who tried could see the pain behind my eyes. But you know right. You said you understand. Could you ever understand the pain I withstand on a daily basis. The pain I put myself through I can barely stand. But still you say you understand.
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