CUT

Thoughts of despair
Fill my heart with doubt
No one understands or cares
It's all worthless guessing

Slashing lines on sweet skin
An angry crosshatch of red
It's nothing, I just can't win
The pain won't stop until I'm dead

They think it's not there
They don't see the pattern
God it's so unfair
How can I end my suffering?

Questions form in my broken mind
As I lay down into sweet sleep
Soft relief is what I find
From the cruel, harsh reality!

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