SH

A Poem by Fnaf fan

I grab the blade
I roll up my sleeve
I position the blade
I begin to bleed
The blood's running fast
And I slowly worry
That these days may be my last

Author's Note

Please check up on friends and family who may be struggling, even if they don't seem it, they may need help

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Added on December 3, 2024
Last Updated on December 3, 2024
Tags: Mental health, SH, harm, issues, poetry

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