How I Feel
About the Things I Have Done
10/21/15
The first time I messed up
Cutting held my hand
She walked with me for two years
Never giving up
When I lost her
She would find me
And hold my again
Together we walked
Until she finally ran
A few months passed
Sox months to be exact
And she still hasn’t come back
Instead her friend, Purge
Has join me on a stroll
It hasn’t been long
Only a week
However we are surprisely close
Yesterday we went out
He took over
Made me...
Took me...
Now I walk alone
Afraid... Sad...
Crazed
As most of you know I have cut myself. Yesterday (10/20/15) I made myself throw up (that is what a purge means). I didn't want to, but I ate something that made me sick, so I gagged myself.
