I was broken ,
Don't you understand,
Everyone ran,
Scared as if i was sick,
But it felt like someone hitting me with a hundred bricks,
I was alone,
There was no place to call home,
Then the cuts came,
Just like rain on a sunny day,
Then there was no more pain,
But then it comes right back to the start,
The cuts came as art,
When i started to fall apart,
I am broken
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A/n: 🚨!IMPORTANT! READ🚨
Guys i don't cut myself don't worry. This is a poem not relating to me
Is you are cutting yourself or self harming yourself don't forget YOU ARE LOVED
WE ARE ALL HERE FOR YOU
EVERYONE LOVES YOU
YOU ARE AMAZING
Please and i mean if you are doing this and you need someone to talk to message me and i will reply fast as i can. Please do not self harm yourself. Everyone loves you.
