5 yearsA Poem by KittenBy Ashley
Seventh grade..
Is where it really started I remember. That first cut. Like it was yesterday. I remember. The first time I wanted To die. I was young. Yes. But. I was sure. That living. Wasn't meant for me. And it just got worse through. The years. Cutting. Is an addiction. I don't give a s**t. About what anyone says. And when your made to just quit. Your depression and need for it. Comes back at light speed. Trust me. But I've made it this far. And I hope. So very much. That I can keep going.
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