this is for ppl who have ever cut themselves or are emo. i was supposed to read it but it didnt help me from cutting myself ^_^ll
Why do I have to stop?
The slice of a knife
Feels so nice on my skin
And yet again my enemies win.
I take another slice
The stinging pain
Means nothing to me.
I leave another scar,
An open wound just as my heart is.
I don't want to stop.
But when I'm alone
At the end of the day
All my demons are coming out
And so,
I turn to the knife.
And move it slowly
Against my skin,
the blood spills out slowly
That's all in my past.
Finally,
I have met someone
Who has changed me
Who has made me want to stop.
But how do I escape the cuts?
With scars as a constant reminder...
How do I ever stop?
I just do.
Or try at least..
I fight it.
I cry myself to sleep,
I pinch myself to feel alive
But I stay away
From the knife.
Escaping the cuts
Is impossible
Without fighting it.
But it's worth it.
When you escape it
You no longer have to
Hide the wounds
To those who would notice,
To lie when people notice.
Escaping the cuts
Is hard when you're addicted
But it's not impossble.
Hinata-360-Hyuga-- Community Member 
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