When I Think Poem by Lydya Salas
When I Think
When I think about cutting
I think about death
I feel death
I know what it feels like
I've gone down that road before
and want to again
Because you hurt me
I need help, but I'm scared
I have no family to go to
They don't understand
Suicide
It all sounds good
How do I express my feelings?
I can't bring myself to get help
I don't feel comfortable with myself.
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