I can relate to this poem because thats the way i feel..when my mamaw died when i was 10 i felt really bad on the inside and i didnt know wat to do,i couldnt eat,i couldnt sleep,but then one day when i was home alone with just my older sister i saw a knife on the table..i took it to my room and cut myself!it felt like it took the pain away!then everything started to fall apart after my mamaw died...i also had became gothic after that..and the only way i took out my pain was to cut myself...and as of today i still do...especially since my baby brother died in october 2004..i especially started cuttin more 2 take out that pain!!!i think it helps me but other people doesnt!they just dont feel my pain..well i gotta go but if u need 2 talk sometime email me ..its b_ball_champ_92@hotmail.com well bye!