Mental Crys

Mental Crys

A Poem by Decaf

My mind it yells it screams

Cut yourself burn yourself

Like an addiction

I have to cut

I have to burn

So I can live this is my drug

This is my addiction

I don't know who knows my drug

I just know that I found it

And I use it the

Pain of a cut my be minor

So there is many on my arm

But the burning of my flesh the pain is big

And so only a few

These are my drugs

My only helpers.

© 2011 Decaf

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this is really good! ive been a cutter all my life and i burn sometimes too, if you ever want to talk or have someone who gets it listen you can PM me.

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Added on June 22, 2011
Last Updated on July 1, 2011



Burleson, TX

I'm a fun guy that has a deep heart and mind. My name is Decaf like the coffee. It's awesome I'm a skater, I'm also an ex cutter. more..

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