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You will never know what it's like,

Never feeling the constant hate in my life,

How much pain i'm in from the constant torment,

Crying forever and perpetually depressed.



You'll get sick of me eventually,

Start to think i'm lying and making it up,

I'll tell you now it's all true,

Each punch, cut, kick, scar, it's all true.



How would you know if you never saw me?

If I was lying or not, you think i'm lying now,

Don't deny it, I just want to know,

You'll turn on me just like the rest have.



Never believeing anything I have said,

I know it may seem unreal, the descriptions,

But I swear it's all true, every last word,

The ripping of my arms to shreads, fun but painful.



Remembering all the pain from my abuse,

It's not true, she's a liar, you'll hate me forever,

Why can't you just believe me when I say it?

Rather write poetry than cut a chunk of flesh.



The pain gets worse that you don't believe me,

My heart sinks and I go to my only friend,

How it shines and reflects the light,

So pretty, so nice, so painful.



Blood in the day time is red and crimson,

At night it looks almost black, like velvet,

So smooth to touch and so pure,

Like liquid gold, only a different colour.



How I want you to see what really happens,

Only so you can believe me and see it's true,

Reaching for my blade again, cutting deep,

This reminds me of old times, how much I love it.



If I end my life would you miss me?

Should I really ask a stupid question?

Of course you wouldn't miss me, why would you?

You don't believe anything I say or write.



Shredding my arms to ribbons and shreds,

Seeing and feeling the red blood flow and drip,

Watching, waiting, will I die or not?

Do I even belong on the earth? No I don't.



I shouldn't be here, I don't belong,

The world would be better if I died,

Why won't I die? Why can't I die?

Please let me die peacefully and painlessly.



I'm begging you to kill me,

Come on, I know you hate me, so do it,

Put a knife in my chest or my wrist,

Take a gun to my brain nad pull the trigger,

Fot the love of God kill me, do it now,

You hate me forever, never really my friend.