Hey, I would love to hear some feedback about a poem I just wrote. It's about my friend who cuts herself. It may be a little dark, but that's kind of what I'm going for. Let me know what you think!
How can you help, when you don’t see the problems?
You will never see all the sides of me.
How can you tell me that you’re going to solve them?
When you know that I will soon bleed?
When you ignore these words I confide to you,
I know you can’t begin to understand,
But you’re only making me want to explain
All the things that I’ve done with these hands.
Though fragile and small, they may soon steal it all,
Away from you for good.
You may not see, what they’re doing to me,
And you wouldn’t help if you could.
And when it all becomes too much,
If I go the final mile
I’ll know there’s someone I have touched,
While on this earth for a short while.
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