My World

By Sex Slave

Each night I'd cry myself to sleep

Everytime I cut myself too deep

I never understood why I was so sad

Maybe I was just was going mad

I hid my cuts and tears

Didn't want to see my fears

Hated everything about me

And just wanted to be free





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© 2006 Danielle Heyboer
Published on Thursday, April 20, 2006.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • mywristshurt On Thursday, April 20, 2006, mywristshurt (405)By person wrote:

    being locked up in your own twisted self is hard.. i know, i've been there and i still have trouble with my emotions and being around knives.. i relate, good write

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