Prologue
Picking up a razor, I gaze at my arm.
Thus begins the cycle of my self-harm.
Slicing my wrists, carving my thighs,
Now my skin matches how I feel inside.
Cutting deeper than ever before,
I am frightened yet relieved as blood begins to pour.
I sit in this corner, drenched red
Wondering if somehow I'd be better off dead.
Tears stream down my pale face,
Feeling I simply don't belong in any place.
I can't be your perfect missing puzzle piece,
When I would give up this life just to have peace...
I am broken, I am scarred, I am unfixable...
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