Hurt
I hurt everyday because the scars on my wrists wont go away they sit there as if I need to remember what had happens day after day Red, it's red, oh how dark it is.. It hurt so bad at first I mean it was so much torture and now the blood flows so easily and the hurt is gone. I ask myself everyday why I do it? Why do I love the extremely painful torture that is inflicted everyday? Why cant I stop the hell I put myself in? Why do I feel a sense of calm when I see what I do to my body? Then one day I cut too deep and I became powerless against the raging river of blood after that I was gone I was no longer apart of this world I moved on to a hell much worse then the cutting itself. That day I got to the place that Tortured me and made me relive everyday I destroyed my self inflicted and mutilated body just only 10 times worse that made me realize that I was so wrong I didn't need to live like that. I can't feel the hurt, pain or torture anymore because I feel something much, much worse.
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