Cutters

My 'friends' left me behind,
They're dragged away, I'm pushed aside,
I try to start anew,
But others won't let me through.
Day one of being friendless,
The sorrow and fear seems endless,
I'm drowning,
I'm scared,
Does anyone care enough to save me?
Day two and my anxiety has grown,
Someone writes a note and its thrown,
I open it up, people stare and mutter,
"No one will ever want you, cutter."
Its been a week,
I'm falling free,
Into the waters of depression and sorrow,
I lay in my bed, I try to sleep,
Things won't get better tommorow.
I sit by myself, a bandaged wrist held out to me,
"Sitting alone is no way to be,"
I then rush out, without a stutter,
"So in not the only one that's a cutter?"
-SassyGhostQueen101
Category:Poems