Friend Poem by Aimee Brimson

I've done it again
I've tear my soul apart.
Why do I keep doing this?
It's stupid. I'm stupid.
The razor, my legs, it's wrong.
I'm falling apart.
Help is what I need,
But help is what I don't get.
My friends they don't get me
Most don't even know what's in my mind,
They just don't get it.
I'm falling apart.
Again, the razor is what I need,
And nothing more.
No help, no support, just me.
The blood, it dripping… dripping off my legs, off the razor.
I've gone back to how I use to be.
And support is what I need,
Because I'm falling apart.
Please help me.