that moment when you break your promise,
you pull out the blade,
you hurt again to feel no pain
you feel so good
you come back to reality
you see the cuts will be visible
you curse yourself and wonder
if you should just die now.
Why did i break my promise tonight?
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I hope that if this poem is referring to you in specific, that you get past those dark times. Or if it’s referring to someone close to you, I wish the same to them as well!
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thank you 🙂
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You’re very welcome! I read some of your blog. Very interested, rather dark. But you have interesting subject matter, and are great at writing! I’m sorry to hear that your mom doesn’t want you to be who you want to be. I do hope that you have a great recovery, and no more relapses! Keep your chin up! It gets better.:) (Coming from someone who has depression as well, so I know how it is to have a lot of negative thoughts.)
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Wow, thanks. I appreciate you feedback. 🙂
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*Interesting.
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