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by teresa Jul 26, 2005 category : Life, society / other
Tormented wrists along with clenched fists blood streaming out of her vein that's how she copes, relieves her stress gets rid of all of her pain the razor slices her fragile skin shes in a battle with the blade and she'll never win her crimson blood seeps out of her body and gathers on the floor it calms her down, helps her breathe, leaves her wanting it more have you ever been there, been in that girls shoes? have you ever been in a world where you think you can only lose? have you ever spent nights soaking you pillow with tears? have you ever spent days running from your fears? I've been in that position, where you just wanna die you know no one else can stop you and you just wanna cry it's scary where she is, when you don't know what to do wanting to get help, but scared of what you'll lose telling someone your secrets, unleashing what you hide scared no one will understand everything you keep inside giving up that razor was the hardest thing i could ever do my stress reliever was gone and all my security too but in giving up that blade i started a new life one without a razor, one without a knife.