Take my hand, I'll show you the way. I'll walk you off the cliff, I'll make you want to stay.
I know the pain is driving you insane, just like you I felt the same.
Razor blades make you feel alive, bottled up emotions you bury deep inside.
All you ever wanted was to be seen, this insomnia makes it hard for you to dream.
Don't give up love, I'm here for you. Our bond is strong, it's forever true.
We share similar stories, noone understands, but together we can fight this, I'll calm you're bloody unsteady hands.
I won't let you give up, I''d even take you're place. I can now see you, even in my postictal state.
The first cut is the deepest... You are not alone.
- Author: Beautiful Disaster (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 1st, 2017 20:46
- Comment from author about the poem: I'm here to make you realize you are not alone, and never will be!! This is for all the people who cut, the ones who self mutilate. I can relate, ex-cutter myself. Know you are not alone!!
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 52
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