Cutting Poem by Broken Nd Alone

Cutting



I cut myself,
Because I feel
Dead inside.
Blood makes me
Feel real.
I don't
Understand
How I feel
Until I cut:
The deeper,
The Better.
Blood understands,
Blood knows the pain,
And failure of
My many Choices.

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