There is another girl,
Who is friends with the first.
Her name is Sabina,
And she got it the worst.
Her house was a living Hell,
She cut the pain away.
She would do it almost every night.
She put the blade to her skin and cut her pain away.
Then one day, she wore some shorts
And a particular person noticed.
He went up to her and hugged her close.
And told her she was loved.
His name was Ashton.
He was sweet but had a secret
That he couldn't keep from the girl of his dreams.
He had cuts on his wrists,
But stopped after meating her,
And hasn't done it since.
A/N- Sadly, no I havent met Ashton Irwin, but he has still been part of the reason why I'm attempting to stop cutting. I would love support from anyone, and I'm willing to give support to anyone that wants to talk.
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Quotes and poems that I find on the internet, or make myself about self-harm.
PoetryIf you've ever wondered what it feels like to self-harm, or feel depressed, read this. Or, if you have depression, or self-harm, or maybe both, and you want to now if you and I have the same point of view on the subjects, then you can also read. Ple...
