This poem was written when I read about 'To Write Love on Her Arms' and I thought it seemed to speak about what some of those kids are going through to make them do this. It's not about me; it's just something I wrote. This is about self- abuse by cutting your arms. So if you don't think you should read it, then don't.
The Black Hole
Never thought this would happen to me
Never dreamed I'd be in this deep
Surrounded by my black hole of depression
The scars on my arms are my own little message
Reminding me of how heartbreak hurts and how never to give it away carefree
My thoughts are telling me to go on
My friends are telling me to stop
And when I think I can be normal again
I start to pull out the blade again
I'm so ashamed of what I've done
And everything I've become
Every night I cry myself to sleep
Because something bad always happens to me
I've been cut way too deep…
~Kaitlyn 5/10/10 5:54 am
Ok, so I know that was a little morbid, but I wrote it thinking about what some people do go through everyday and how it affects them. Review and let me know…!
