Triggering (SI) - "cut": another poem i wrote.
"cut"
The pain rips me apart.
Inside and out.
The only thing that numbs my pain,
The only way I can tell you how I feel
Is to show you what its done.
The more I do it the better I feel,
I know it hurts you, but I can’t stop.
If you take my “tool” away,
I will always find something worse.
You ask me why I could do such a thing,
Because you can’t understand
My hurt, my pain, or the
Feeling when I
CUT.
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