I wont , I cant, I promised!….I wont cut again. I dont know why i held on to my blade after i had promised i wouldnt cut again. I cant stand it. I’m always alone at school. I can’t stop thinking about my dark past. It clouds my mind, the present with pain. I cant stay focused on the present because the present is dark and lonely. I have the blade in my hand constantly at school. Yet i somehow resist the temptation. But i feel like i will soon break again.
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