A world

For when you can choose pain

I seek it

I want to feel

What ithers have not

I want to see myself bleed

I want to take the knife

And slice my skin

I want to feel the sorrows

I want feel the despair

Even when ithers looks at me like I am weird

They don’t know

That their are people who seek it out

Cause of the pain in their heart

Is why they seek it

It is their only comfort

To go into the dark

And feel pain

And to be whole

(Umm so uhh, this is me a little bit in this poem, I am not ok rn I mean I am but sometimes it depends when I am not)