I Hurt Poem by Amy Kerswell
I Hurt
Blood running everywhere.
Dripping all down my skin.
Still not enough.
Must hurt some more.
It's my way.
To get through the day.
To keep my hell at bay.
Bang my head against the wall.
Still not enough.
Must hurt myself some more.
Find a weapon.
Find and open my speacial box.
Must do some more.
For hurt I do.
I'd rather hurt on the outside.
Hurt even more
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