"I hope that I can save myself.
No one knows how they can help.
If only I could understand,
How the metal finds my hand.
Then maybe I could find a way,
A way to make it go away."
"I hate the look of disappointments whenever you see new cuts."
"Emotions overcome me; I cut but I don't feel the pain. The storm is of my life, and the blood is the rain."
"...She gazes into the darkness of her room with the curtains pulled tightly shut, and the room turns black as night with her head pounding and her wrists aching, she slowly reaches for the phone, but hears them whispering. 'Don't be a burden, let them sleep.' 'It's not their problem the demons you keep.' She wants to cry but the tears are frozen inside..."
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