The cutting
is starting
again
I can't
stop.
The pain
is going
away
Hearing
the blood go
drip, drip, drip
sounds so peaceful
ceasing
the pain
frustration
anger
that has
built up inside.
*This poem was written back in march...i havent cut in 7 months. i was going through a difficult time then and i found a way to getting everything by cutting then realizing that i needed to live so my baby girl could live...i was 3 months pg @ the time...
