Rehab for a Cutter

I can't stop. 

You keep warning me that I will never make it to the top.

I will never reach my goal,

because I can't stop slicing. 

I can't stop.

I keep destroying my skin,

and I just keep giving in,

because I can't stop slicing.

But I wish I could cease this pain in my heart.

I wish I could have a new start,

because I just can't stop

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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