Cuts On Their Arms.

by MyxViolentxRomance   Aug 22, 2005


There's cuts on their arms, there going insane. They can't stop cutting and its spreading
They cut each other, and now there mates have tried, now all there mates have blades in their hands.

They think its cool, they think its fun, KILLING THEMSELVES ONE BY ONE.

blood is dripping, they have started taking pills, they brag about it at school, they don't know it Kills.

blood on there hands, rust on there blades, they're getting infected.. Walking time bombs, something sets them off they explode.. Guys don't cut anymore okay, it's not cool it's stupid. and yes i didn't make a very good example but that doesn't mean you have to go and start. STOP

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  • 18 years ago

    by ashlee

    Yea dats how it was for me but i stoped it and cutting really did help till i was over it

  • 18 years ago

    by Tiffany

    Err.. not proud of them for cutting of course, proud they were able to fix their lives.

  • 18 years ago

    by Tiffany

    Its really not that easy to stop, cutting was like an addiction for me, I was obsessed. Kind words can help the healing process, but until a cutter is truely ready to stop, nothing can just wish it away. Many people who don't understand it say it is stupid; but it helps to cope, and it is a means of staying alive, when the person really can't find any other way to effectively cope. Pain to a numbed heart can make a person feel alive again. I'm not encouraging it, I'm proud of those who have cut in the past, and who have been able to move on. As for those who havent, there will always be hope.

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