The reason I cut

Its on dark, lonely nights like these
That i pray to god for him to just let me leave
and when god doesn't answer my prayers back
I turn to a blade to set me free
i look at the blade
and feel the sweet temptation, the irresistible offer of freedom from the pain
as the blade slices into the skin on my arm, i hear my conscience say that you're just causing yourself more harm
but the pain of the blade in my arm seems to cancel out the pain and sadness of my everyday life
it makes me forget my troubles and i actually start to feel alright for once in my life
I wish that i didn't have to cut to feel good.... but when that's the only way you can feel good,
then its really hard to stop cutting
somebody help me....

Message from me:

So many people know what I'm feeling right now, but those people are afraid to ask for help. You just have to realize that so many people out there care for you and they would probably do anything to help you feel better. Hang in there!