Cutting.

It is all i have.

I have nothing else.

I don't want to do this anymore.

Blood everywhere.

Shaking.

Please someone.

Understand.

It hurts so bad.

I want to hurt more than it does inside so it makes sense

I don't want the scars.

It hurts so badly.

Blood everywhere.

Please, please...i don't want to do this anymore.

I can't be what people need me to be.

Even those that help.

The pain is immense.

My arm shakes.

I hate.

Please.

Pain.