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Cuts

Red marks all along my arm. Nothing can stop me. I'm in control now. What I do is my problem, but your fault. I can't help it that you only think of me as useless. But I can make the pain go away by adding a new pain. Someday I might not still be here and all i can do is blame you. You may not see the pain that you cause me but it's still there. Sorry you couldn't torture me further but I've had enough. You are the reason why I've turned my arm into my canvas. It's not fair for me to live in this pain and you to just stand there and watch. I've made us both happier. Now i don't have to live with being a failure and you don't need to worry about me. The red lines of my art ooze blood by the end of the day. Pain seeps through me but you cant see it. You'll never see it.

A/N

This is dedicated to one of my school friends. I hope you stop because I care about you and so do other people. Those who are causing you to do this are the dumbest people out there since they cant see how amazing you are. I hope you stop, at least for your own sake.