Well, I have been cutting for 4 years and just starting writing like 2 years ago. Because I felt like no one else understood me if I talked. So I decided to start writing poetry so they could at least try to understand me. Also I felt like I had no body to talk to so I wrote to myself or pretended like the paper was a person and just wrote everything that was on my mind. And I felt like the world was off of my shoulders. And I loved to share so I could be inspiration to other people to let them know that they are not alone. I stopped for a while, and my life went down hill, I started cutting worse and worse and I shut down whenever someone tried to tak to me about my problems. I am now 15 years old and about to turn 16 in January... And I fell like everyone is against me and I dont know what to do...
I want to go far and beyond
But cant
I want to be free
But I am contained
...
These racing thoughts in my head
Wont let me have peace in my own bed!
I just want to sleep
I just want to die.
...
Faith is a hard thing to come by
You only have but one chance in life,
To prove
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My heart is somewhat like a jail.
Locks all my true feelings inside
So I can never say how I truely feel
It let me lie to others and to my self
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If you knew my pain
If you knew my story
If you only understood my thought process..
Maybe then you would know why
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