These are a bunch of poems I came up with about emo/depressed kids. It's kinda depressing but ehh it's my poems):)

Cut

I want to grab the blade and run

I will hide from everyone

I will drag it slowly across my skin

I will feel the pain in my arm as the pain in my heart dims

I won't have to cry

Feeling this pain and not the other even for a little while helps

I will watch the blood come to the surface and run down my arm

I will wash my arms untill it stops bleeding

I will look at my eyes in the mirror

I will see the hurt

I will see the sadness that no one else notices or ignores

I will hate myself

I will let the last remaining tear in my eye fall

I will walk out and pretend everything is fine

The pain from my arm disappears and my heart slowly starts to hurt again

I try to ignore it but when I can't take it anymore

I will grab the blade and drag it slowly across my skin, once again