I regret to inform you,
That the hope is gone,
And im no longer myself,
I cannot hold on.
See this pain I feel,
Is just haunting me,
It never leaves for a second,
I just wish it would not be;
I just wish it wouldn’t end like this,
But my memories are tainted,
Tainted with darkness and hate.
And you can see through what ive painted,
Ive painted you a picture of all this pain,
And I know its sad, but it’s a cry,
A cry for help, as I desperately need it.
My life is in ruins, but I will try;
I will try to survive, to forget,
To overcome my sorrows, my disorder.
But its just not that simple,
There is just no order,
No order to the world we live in.
And I just cant take it no more,
It just feels as though I am a target,
A target for darkness, and there’s no cure.
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SadisticSatanist (
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Comments4
I know how u feel sweetie
I was raped and molested and
I have PTSD because of it.
I get flashback im addicted
to cutting all I want to do is cut
and feel that beautiful pain that just helps me but u know I try everyday to let the temptations go
and as much and as high as they can be I will try to be strong.
I relapsed with cutting a few days ago of this week I was feeling overwhelmed.
yeah i know its hard to let go, i tried to overdose a few days ago but my flatmates realised i wasnt myself and took me to hospital. and ive been where you are at, cutting seems as the only way to cope, but believe me its not. i use poetry and music as coping mechanisms, and that works for me, it just takes time to fins what helps for you.
exactly works a lot for me to
intense
Its very brave of you to share x
love this, you are not alone, stay strong!
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