..........Never tell a cutter to not do it anymore....the pain I feel is the most unbearable...You know ....
This is my way of coping.....my relief..My escape....simply because I'd prefer to feel physical pain, than emotional...
You take that away from me.....Well then...I'd be dead...
YOU ARE READING
the suicide mind
Poetry"and you left me with bad habits like cracking my knuckles and wearing your sweater because the smell of you still lingers. you left me chewing at the skin of my skin on my lips because maybe just maybe if it's gone the taste of you will be too, but...
