Cutting

Everyone is always telling
me i need to stop cutting
before it's to late, but
know one has a clue how
what cutting does for me
it has helped keep me sane.. it
has helped me make it through
life.. everyone thinks i cut for the attention...but guess what
thats not true.. i cut to let
out all my anger, and emotions
that are locked up inside...
cutting has become an addiction
for... it's an addiction thats out of control... it's gotten to the point where i would have to cut before
school to make it through the
day... it's gotten so out of hand
that the razor has become
my new best friend... i would
carry a razor 24-7.. it was my security blanket... i started with just surface scratches but the
more i kept cutting the deeper it would get...it got so bad that one night i was found at 3 o-clock in
the morning with my sweatshirt
sleeve soaked in blood by a
police officer....some people
think cutting is a game and you
can stop when ever you want
but it's not and you can't stop
whenever you want because
it is an addiction that gets out of control.. i know one day it's going
to be the end and I'm going to cut to deep....then I'll be gone from this world