I want to forget.
I want every single memory to leave me, all I can think about is every bad time I have ever been through.
Every boy thats used me, every boy thats said they loved me.
Every "Best Friend" that said they would have my back.
Should I leave? should I run away from every problem, or should I stand and fight?
I want to grab the blade and end it, but how could I? I try to forget every feeling, but its addicting. Every thin slice, every blood soaked arm, it all feels so right, but looks so wrong.
I dont need it, I dont need it, I.... do I need it? Do I need the razor to get by?
Should I tell someone, or just act like everything's okay.
one cut, it feels so right. and no one seems to notice, If I make one more no one will notice.
two more cuts, should I stop?
a thousand cuts later and they are harder to hide. Its easier to pretend im okay.
should I leave this Place? no one would know, would anyone even care?
maybe this IS how I go.
should anyone ever feel this way though? thats the real question.
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Poetrythis poem doesnt ryme. its suppose to be kinda heart touching. please tell me thing I need to improve! I love feed back!♥