I refuse to go back.
i wont go back to the cutting, not eating for days, crying
myself to sleep.
those were the dark days.
im stronger now.
im happier now.
but each time you ignore me, or leave me,
my hand reaches back for that blade.
i refuse to go back,
but right now im halfway there.
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