its a poem-((warning,kind of violent)) I dont understand What is this? I feel like im dying But im breathing and healthy What is this feeling? I dont understand My friend says its ‘love’ But it feels terrible Not how I remember it at all My knives are at home I wish for them But im to far away Is this really ‘love;? Pain.pain.pain I want my Knife.Knife.Knife I dont see how this is love My heart is back My pain is back Buckets of blood are back How is this love? Does he not understand? It hurts So so much His touch hurts His smile hurts His laugh hurts h̷i̷s̷ ̷k̷i̷s̷s̷ ̷h̷u̷r̷t̷s̷ Cut cut cut Blood blood blood I need my knife He makes me hurt He makes me cry He makes me cut So then why D o i c a r e i f h e l e f t ? This is my fault Or my hearts at the least How is this love? Why do i care? I dont understand

its a poem-((warning,kind of violent)) I dont understand What is this? I feel like im dying But im breathing and healthy What is this feeling? I dont understand My friend says its ‘love’ But it feels terrible Not how I remember it at all My knives are at home I wish for them But im to far away Is this really ‘love;? Pain.pain.pain I want my Knife.Knife.Knife I dont see how this is love My heart is back My pain is back Buckets of blood are back How is this love? Does he not understand? It hurts So so much His touch hurts His smile hurts His laugh hurts h̷i̷s̷ ̷k̷i̷s̷s̷ ̷h̷u̷r̷t̷s̷ Cut cut cut Blood blood blood I need my knife He makes me hurt He makes me cry He makes me cut So then why D o i c a r e i f h e l e f t ? This is my fault Or my hearts at the least How is this love? Why do i care? I dont understand

the paper is inflammable*

she isnt currently there*

its a poem-((warning,kind of violent)) I dont understand What is this? I feel like im dying But im breathing and healthy What is this feeling? I dont understand My friend says its ‘love’ But it feels terrible Not how I remember it at all My knives are at home I wish for them But im to far away Is this really ‘love;? Pain.pain.pain I want my Knife.Knife.Knife I dont see how this is love My heart is back My pain is back Buckets of blood are back How is this love? Does he not understand? It hurts So so much His touch hurts His smile hurts His laugh hurts h̷i̷s̷ ̷k̷i̷s̷s̷ ̷h̷u̷r̷t̷s̷ Cut cut cut Blood blood blood I need my knife He makes me hurt He makes me cry He makes me cut So then why D o i c a r e i f h e l e f t ? This is my fault Or my hearts at the least How is this love? Why do i care? I dont understand

*theres a fleck of blood hardly noticeable but can be noticeable on the page*

((AH NU ;-; only partially carrooooooot ;-;))