POEM STARTER

To my past self

Write a poem addressed to your past self

Don’t Do It, Please

***TW: SH (self harm)***


To my past self-


Please

Stop.

Put the blade

Down.

You made a

Promise,

Remember?

You are fifteen days

Clean,

Don’t dare

Relapsing.

I know, life is

Shitty, I know

It sucks,

But this is

Not At all

The answer.

Put down the blade,

Screw it

Back place

And

Put the damn sharpener

Away.

Please, you’ll

Regret it

If you don’t stop.

It will hurt her

Way more than it

Hurts you.

Keep your promise

Please.

I am

Begging

You.

Please.

Call a hotline

And vent to rant.

Text a friend

And chat about nonsense.

Play a game

And distract yourself.

Use your fucking app that is made for this

(That is literally called Calm Urge)

And calm your urge.

Call her

And tell her life sucks.

Literally anything

Desides

Self harm

Is okay.

Please,

Put the blade down.

It’s a useless

To break a promise

You made

Because it

Hurts her

So much more

Than it hurts you.

Please, don’t cut.

Please don’t be a

Fucking

Idiot!

Please! Please?

Please!!!


-From you in the not-so-far future

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