Please

Please

A Story by Samantha

Please...
stop stop stop
it's all I can say...
I need help, I want help. When it all gets too much I throw my hands over my head, wrapped around my ears with my blanket over me.
I repeat to myself saying stop over and over again, I say please because I don't want to cut nor kill myself but the thoughts rush through my mind like a  current. 
I've gone to far this time and I love too much...
I want to go home... I want my mother... but I push people away when I get like this.
please...
stop stop stop

© 2018 Samantha


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Added on April 5, 2018
Last Updated on April 5, 2018
Tags: stop, help, love, hate, death, cutting