(actually true about thinking about it)
Cutting
Cutting it hurts me,
It hurts my family,
It hurts my friends,
When I do it to myself,
I tell others not to,
But I think about it,
They say they care,
Then turn around and hurt me,
With words and phsically,
It hurts so I cut to feel my own pain,
Someone help me stop,
Please help me stop my pain,
Its too late I'm dead.
do not fear your pain, this is a sign u r alive. the test is to feel beyond the pain. look deeper.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem is awesome i know where ur coming from and what your feeling