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…!