Treasure Island

Breanna Elwin

(Twin Falls, ID Buhl, ID)

Cutting


(actually true about thinking about it)


Cutting it hurts me,
It hurts my family,
It hurts my friends,
When I do it to myself,
I tell others not to,
But I think about it,
They say they care,
Then turn around and hurt me,
With words and phsically,
It hurts so I cut to feel my own pain,
Someone help me stop,
Please help me stop my pain,
Its too late I'm dead.

Submitted: Monday, July 21, 2014
Edited: Monday, July 21, 2014

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