This Is Why

by Manda   Jan 12, 2005


I cut:
When the world comes crashing down,
When I'm so confused,
That the truth cannot be found.

I cut:
When all I can do is cry,
When I'm so lost,
I just wish I could die.

I cut:
When I can't handle the pain,
When nothing seems right,
And I think I'll go insane.

I cut:
When I want the pain to end,
When I am all alone,
And all I need is a friend.

I cut:
When life is such a mess,
When I want to run away,
And relieve all this stress.

I cut:
When I need to forget about you,
When I hurt so bad,
No matter what I do.

I cut,
And I cannot relieve myself from it.
Don't tell me to stop,
When you know you've done it!

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  • 19 years ago

    by Kaylah

    This poem is me. This is what I do.