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Aug 2020
I used to cry when I’d cut
I wish to die, so what?
Nobody would care
They’d learn to bare

I drag the blade against my skin
And wait for them to fade
No one comes to my aid

I wish to be thin
My head spins
I’m letting the demons win

I regret my life
So here I am with this knife
I’ll miss you
It’s cutting through

Bye bye, world
I see the light
My whole life is swirled
I’m taking flight
I wrote this in 2018, I believe, and I was very depressed at the time. I still look back at this poem even now.
Written by
Savvy  19/Cisgender Female/CA
(19/Cisgender Female/CA)   
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