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I only cry in the dark,
Where no one else can see,
The tears streaming down my face,
So they think I'm still me.
The silver blade moves forward,
Shining like the moon,
My diary gets another page,
They'll be none left quite soon.
I wish someone would open the door,
Walk in and switch on the light,
Comfort me, help me,
Save me from my plight.
Where no one else can see,
The tears streaming down my face,
So they think I'm still me.
The silver blade moves forward,
Shining like the moon,
My diary gets another page,
They'll be none left quite soon.
I wish someone would open the door,
Walk in and switch on the light,
Comfort me, help me,
Save me from my plight.
Literature
Do You Know?
Do you see these cuts,
Upon my damaged skin.
Do you know they spell out,
How much pain I'm in.
Do you know my addiction?
My secret, hateful shame.
Do you know that no matter what,
I will never be the same.
Do you know I'm damaged?
So much more broken than before,
Do you know I spend my nights,
Cureld up crying on the floor.
Literature
Cutters Lullaby
Shh, its alright you can fix your heart tonight
Its better he's gone, feed your self that lie
Don't sit helplessly like a broken butterfly
You'll gain control through blood and knife
Etch it in, show your still alive
Make it fresh show your inner pain
Walk along the horrid memory lane
See it heal, watch it slowly fade
Let him go with the scars you made
Go to sleep with a heavy heart
Wish to be taken in from the dark
Nightmares creep in your head
Drown in self-drawn blood want to be dead
Awake the next day, hurt and torn
Same condition as the night before
Literature
I'm sorry
I knew a boy.
He cried himself to sleep every night,
and the rings around his eyes didn’t
match his soft-spoken words,
and Shame tailed him like a shadow;
his closest and only friend.
I knew a boy.
He scribbled jagged promises
on the inside of his arms
his elbows
the backs of his knees
so he wouldn’t forget,
wouldn’t get too close.
…
I knew a boy.
But not anymore.
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I know only too well what you are going through. Everyone else thinks your okay, they don´t know half of what you are going through.
So next time when you cry know someone else knows how it is, you are not alone
So next time when you cry know someone else knows how it is, you are not alone