I cut myself again tonight
But I will never tell you
I wish never to fight
I love you dearly,
But I do not want
Your sorrow and pity.
You'll blame yourself,
I know you will.
I promise I won't **** myself.
You have no relation
To this dark habit.
It is but my own creation.
It does not help.
I know, I know.
Right now, it's living hell.
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
I cut myself again tonight
But I will never tell you
I wish never to fight
I love you dearly,
But I do not want
Your sorrow and pity.
You'll blame yourself,
I know you will.
I promise I won't **** myself.
You have no relation
To this dark habit.
It is but my own creation.
It does not help.
I know, I know.
Right now, it's living hell.
This poem was written months ago, I am doing much better now.
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