i’m a boy and i also cut but this poem is for every girl who cut . . im here to love you

You look into your drawer

to find your thing

which can hide your pain

give you relief

 

But

i want you to know

before you pick up your razor

i love you

and this love is much easier

 

I will pick you up

when you feel like falling

i will hold you tight

when your razor is calling

 

i will kiss your eyes

when you tearing apart

i will give you everything

and all the love you want

 

I will sit with you

share your pain

i will love you everyday

this love will never end

 

when you will be alone

with your razor and knives

i ll come and say

baby you don’t need this

come with me

i will show you what i believe in

 

 

I will take you on terrace

and show you my love

you will throw your razors

and this pain will end forver

 

because

 

i ll hold you tight

when your razor is calling

i ll pick you up

when you feel like falling