Oh honey but there is something wrong with it! While i have never hurt/ cut myself i think about it all the time.

I imagine blood dripping from my body all over the floor,
The pain escaping from its cage,
My mind has been plunged into a terrible black abyss of sadness and despair,
There seems to be no end to this suffering, each day and night the same thoughts plague my mind body and soul.
The darkness is calling out whispering to me to give in to the despair, escape the sadness and end the suffering.
I imagine a long blade sharpening itself against my skin, slowly releasing my inner torment and freeing me mind, body and soul!
So i write bad poetry insted!
Just know that you are not all alone and sometimes i know there seems to be no good or the pain just overwhelming, talking about and getting help and support form your loved ones in the only way to escape the pain and get out the fog.
Im here for you if you want to talk.