With just another cut, with just another burn.

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This is a poem that I just jotted down in about a minute. This is about self harm and depression, so PLEASE do NOT read if you are easily triggered by these types of things, as this might be a triggering poem. This came from the heart, and i'd like to know what you think about it in the comments below. Thank you.

Submitted: September 25, 2014

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Warning: This poem is about self harm and depression, so PLEASE do NOT read if you are easily triggered by these types of things. 

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With just another cut, with just another burn.

 

With just another cut,
With just another
burn,
My problems seem to be of no worry nor concern.
The pain takes away my worries for just a little while, 
But in the long run, is it really worthwhile? 
One day this has to get better, or at least somewhat.
If it stays this way for much longer,
I don’t know if I can keep on being much stronger. 
As I feel the
tears splash down onto my bed, 
I watch as the blood runs down my arm in a beautiful line of
red.
I lay awake at night and think about what it would be like if I was just dead, instead. 
Would anybody miss me?
Or would you all finally be set free?


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