a dull knifeA Poem by Joe SchrothAbout the fight agenst the knife
Everyday its the same fight with the same dull knife, you struggle to control the pain and anger, you struggle to fight the one youve become so close to, you look at it, shining and welcomeing friend, a way out of the pain, and in the end you cant resist, and after just a short week again you bleed.
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Added on September 13, 2014 Last Updated on September 13, 2014 Tags: depression, triggerwarning, cut, cutting, selfharm AuthorJoe SchrothCTAboutMy name is Joe (I prefer Jossette ) i am a 16 year old pan-sexual transgender female. The drugs begin to peak A smile of joy arrives in me But sedation changes to panic and nausea And breath sta.. more..Writing
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