(actually true about thinking about it)  
Cutting 
Cutting it hurts me, 
It hurts my family, 
It hurts my friends, 
When I do it to myself, 
I tell others not to, 
But I think about it, 
They say they care, 
Then turn around and hurt me, 
With words and phsically, 
It hurts so I cut to feel my own pain, 
Someone help me stop, 
Please help me stop my pain, 
Its too late I'm dead.                
do not fear your pain, this is a sign u r alive. the test is to feel beyond the pain. look deeper.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem is awesome i know where ur coming from and what your feeling