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Jan 2015
And wonder
What is it like to cut?
Why would anyone
Want to cut them self’s
I can understand the pain
I can understand the anguish
Quite a few times I wanted to end my life
But why for the life of me I cannot understand
Why why…would you want to cut yourself

This is a requiring question that seems to be ongoing
Just baffles me why you would want to even cut yourself with a knife
Sigh…I look at my wrists in dismay…it would be horrible to be disfigured
I would regret for the rest of my life what I have done out of remorse
I just don’t understand…really I don’t…shot me if you must…what ever you want
Just please I ask you from one human being to another stop your cuttings
It just kills your living soul

I have memories that I would like to gouge out of my soul
But I have to live with them for the rest of my life
So don’t tell me I don’t know what I am talking about
It’s an ongoing battle and **** it I’m still here
I will always be a part of me, pain…misery…fear
But hell at least I ****** faced it, accepted it, it’s just there
Sad to say it’s a part of fucken life…sigh

**Sorry excuse my profanity just then
Just so passionate about being human
And wanting to live my life
Kaila George
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Kaila George  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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