The pain I feel inside,
I don't know why it's there,
Who made it, who caused it?
I must have made it.
But I do not know why or how!
Someone help me, please,
Let this monster out of me.
I don't know how to let it out.
It gnaws at me, it burns me,
I don't know how to express it.
So, I cut myself.
It feels much better as the blood trickles down.
But the pain returns so quickly!
The Anger!
Why is it there? Why?! Please tell me.
It hurts.
I cut, soothes the anger,
It hurts my body, but it soothes the anger.
I keep cutting,
for pleasure now,
It feels so good.
Ecstasy. That is the feeling.
The anger is still here,
But what can I do?
Why? What?
I care no loner,
I care not, I am scarred upon my soul,
as well as my body!
Help me now,
help,
Good-bye......
-By Megan
