My addiction...

A day that went from bad to worse,
A life that seemed pointless to continue.
So I did what I thought was best,
Cos I didn’t know what else to do

I only cut a little bit,
Not too much, it was only small.
I only wanted to feel pain,
I did not want to die at all.

It felt so good after I did it,
And I needed to do it again.
It felt so exhilarating,
And I just loved that feeling of pain.

It made me feel better,
And made my troubles go away.
It made him leave my head a bit,
And make him come back another day.

But one day I got carried away,
When I was blinded by tears.
And since that scary day,
I have not cut myself for years.

A cut that was thought only to be shallow,
Turned out to be much more deep
I didn’t think that I would bleed so much,
But from it, blood continued to seep.

Eventually it stopped,
And I bandaged it so people would not see.
I wore bangles on my wrist,
So the only person who knew was me.

I scared myself so much,
That I made a simple vow.
I said I would never ever cut myself again.
And I did it, I don’t know how

I stopped hurting myself,
And pulled myself from that pit.
I overcame my demons,
And I don’t regret it one bit.

I never wanted to kill myself,
I just didn’t want to be as sad.
But I realized before it was too late,
That what I was doing was really bad.

i dedicate this poem to anyone who hurts themself, or ever feels depressed or ever hears voices. i have been there and i over came it. YOU CAN DO IT...IT IS POSSIBLE!! if anyone ever wants to talk im here. please vote and especially, please comment!!