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They Don't Get It
written by inuyasha2211:01 PM 9/24/04I look down at my wrist and i wonder
wonder what it would be like if i had never started this
if cutting had never even entered my mind
why am i so pathetic?
my friends tell me to stop and i do, for a day or so
they ask me if everything is all right and i smile and say "yes of course, im fine"
its all a lie
its always been a lie
what i feel they can never be allowed to know
i need help but can i trust them?
what will they do to me if they find out what ive been doing?
i dont know why im so weak but i am and i hate myself for it
i hate it all, except the blood and the scars
i hide them
my body is covered and no one sees, i wont let them
why show? they wont understand
they dont get me
they dont get the release i feel as i stare at a new cut
the blood flowing out, its...its like heaven
it makes me feel better for that short time but they dont know, they cant know
ill never tell |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by wolfpuzzle (9-24-2004 - 11:06 PM)
| Wow. I just got done telling my bestfriend I cut...but I can't tell him why. Nice poem. |
by linkin_park_gurl (9-25-2004 - 03:11 AM)
| i luv it that'z how i'm about my cutting and that how i feel |
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