Worst enemy
She sits there holding the blade up to the lightThinking about what she has become
Her best friend is also her worst enemy
The fix she loves is the fix she hates
Trying to distract herself from cutting again
She crys, she reads, she smokes, she drinks
Nothing helps, nothing takes the erge away
No one can stop her using her worst enemy
She can stop any longer, the erge to strong
She puts the sharp, shiny blade on her skin
Pressing it down so it draws blood
The smell of the crimson red blood
The sight of the merjestic redness running down her arm
The warm feel as it runs down to her palm
This amazing high she feels, she cant stop smiling
Then she realises its not helping enough
Again, she places the blade on her arm
Pressing harder than before,
More blood races down her arm
Covering her palm in crimson red blood
One more time she thinks, just one more
Slicing her arm harder and deeper than ever before
The crimson red blood pours out of the cut
Dripping around her in a big pool
This girl just went to deep
She took her life to stop the pain
But the pain she just cause her family
Was it worth it!! She ended things to early
This is too all the people trying to stop pain but went to far. It comes from the heart, because i have nearly lost to many people to cutting. Being a cutter myself i know how easy it is!
*R*I*P* Everyone who took their lives
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