You can do it...
Don't think about anything.
Concentrate.
Cut
Cut
Cut away the pain...
Even though it just makes everything worse.
I know it does trust me,
But it helps me for a few seconds.
No I don't do this for attention
No I don't do this because I'm edgy
I'm doing this because I'm hurt,
I'm depressed
I can't take it anymore....
You want me to get better.
You lost me already.
I don't even know if
I'll ever be me
Again.
I lost my smile,
I lost my happiness,
I lost myself.
Should I just leave?
Leave for good?
Or should I continue in this nightmare?
It will get better, hopefully, but I'm tired of just waiting.
I've been doing efforts, but I can't...
I can't live...
I can't...
Cut...Cut...Cut....
Maybe it will all go away...
I'm still alive...
But cutting takes everything away for a bit...
YOU ARE READING
Poems...and stories...
PoetryEver feel lost, Hurt, Depressed and even alone? These are my thoughts, and my emotions. Suicide...Self-harm...depression and anxiety. (May be triggering)
