I looked at the blade,
I looked at my scars,
I added another,
I looked at the blade,
I looked at my scars,
I added another,
I looked at the blade,
I didn't know what to do,
I didn't want to cut again,
I was tired of going to doctors,
The medicine wasn't working,
I looked at the blade,
I looked at the scars,
I flushed the blade down the toilet,
I'm not strong,
I'm a coward,
A scared,
Hurt,
Coward.***
You can probably guess what this is about. I only added two more, if it's any consolation. If someone says there cutting don't just except it and move on. Help them. They need help.
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Shit Happens
PoetryThis is for anyone that can't put there thoughts and feelings into words. Whether it be at your best, worst, most beautiful, or most tragic times. These poems will remind you of them. Or so I hope. Because I mean Shit Happens. What you should expe...