Cut. Poem by xXsuicideXepidemicXx
Cut.
I feel all keyed up like I need to
All depressed like I need to
My family is broke and I need to
I found their stash, so I need to
Anger is telling me I need to
Everyone tells me not to
I don’t listen, so I do.
When you do it for so long It becomes a need Great job! ! ! 10+++
Reminds me of me....ha. i still cut no matter what. it's my temparary therapy
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4/19/2024 9:47:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
huh........wht can i say....