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By Acerbated •

i dont want to become a cutter. i just dont. i dont want the scars of a thousand thoughts, of bad thoughts, of suicide. i never want to look at a knife and wonder how deep ill make it go this time. but its starting to happen. i cant hold it back. it wants to happen. i dont want it to. i never have, never will. but its happening.

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February 27, 2006 23:51Acerbated

when i wrote this i wasnt thinking of it as a poem, i was just writing in my diary. but it seems like poetry so i put it up