My Emptiness

i'm empty
for a minute
it doesn't hurt anymore
something to take my pain away
for a few minutes
it feels good
i've adapted to the pain my
is not that bad
but the doctors 
say that i'm in 
a bad state of mind

i don't know
i'm happy when i do this
i'm alive inside
it's almost like a hobby
a wholeness to my system
i know it's not normal
i'm like a drug addict
i need my fix 

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This is about my struggle about borderline personality disorder and cutting.

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