BReAkiNgG tHEe hAaBiTt

Look at the small drops of blood as the blade slides into my skin
Tears streak down my face as I watch the blood seep out quicker
I know how much it hurts you so
But you can't understand parts of my mind that enjoy this
My insanity and stress become sane and bearable
Don't you see? That cutting has saved me
It's so amazing to feel like I'm in control for a moment...
Breaking the habit is like cutting out my deepest dream and throwing it away
If you have done it for so long... It has become hard to stop
I love the sense of peace after cutting
I know my parents would send me away...
My friends have often told me "Just stop."
But don't you understand?!
I try to let you see my pain and see eye to eye
But you are as blind as ever
Why can't you see...
That breaking the habit is so hard.

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