Dear young person. Just do it, one cut will take away the pain. I promise it will work. I have many people doing this. It's all the rage right now. I will help you. When ever you are in a bad mood, a depressed mood or feel like no one will care you can come to me, I'll care. I wont leave you. Who else do you have? I have been there for many people. Each time you cut another pain will be taken away. No one needs to know. It will be our little secret. The pain you feel, and the blood you see will give you an adrenalin rush. It will consume you. It will be all you can think of. I'm your best friend. You have nobody else. You've counted on so much people and they have all let you down, your mom, your dad. I have not let you down I was always there when you needed someone. I am just a blade away. You can count on me. I'll make you happy again. People around you will tell you that it's not going to help, but they don't understand the bond that we have. It's a special bond, and I only come to people who really need it, people who understand that I am worth it. You are a good fit. You already know my friend anorexia. Join me and you'll be even happier. Your life will be way better with me. Without me you are nothing. You can't do anything with out thinking of me. Your scars will bring back all the fond memories that we had.
your friend, cutting.
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Dear Cutting. You lied to me. You said cutting would take away my pain, but it didn't. It made it worse. I trusted you. I thought you would help. But you didn't. You told me that no one would care and that you would. But I know that you didn't care. You just knew that I would be dependent upon you for a long time. You don't like being lonely. You come to people who you think are weak so they fall prey to you. The truth is just that you are a very pathetic dirty rotten no good liar. You ruin peoples lives. You don't care about us. You just want to see us in pain,see how far you can get us to go. Well I've got news for you jerk. You don't own me anymore. The truth is that each time I cut, another pain was added. Each time I see the scars it doesn't bring back fond memories like you said, it brings back all the hurt and the pain, that YOU NO LONGER HOLD CAPTIVE. I have been set free from this. You don't control me anymore. People do care. You said that it didn't hurt anyone else, that was a big lie too. It hurts everyone around me. People told me that it wasn't going to help and I didn't believe them because of you, but now I believe them, I know it doesn't help. That's another lie you told me. You said that you would never leave me, but I never said that I wouldn't leave you. I don't want you apart of my life anymore. I'm not looking at these scars as you and I as friends ever. I am not looking at these scars as you taking away my pain, but what happened for me 2000 years ago on the cross. Those scars are enough for me now. The scars I have don't take away pain. You lied. You had me trapped for so long, and now I am free. You can climb back into the hole you came out of. I don't want you in my friends life anymore. You are a loser. I hate you.
Sincerely, Tiera Wilson.
PS. Don't come back, cause I wont let you.
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