*starts to cry again* i hate reading this. what about "Addiction"? what about THAT poem, Angel. what about sydney? what about TONY! he doesn't seem like the kind of guy to hate you because you cut... but then again, I seemed like the kind of girl TO hate you BECAUSE you cut. Of course, i don't. i could never hate you, and i think it is because i learned to love you before my dad told me your terrible secret. (that yu cut) Please... baby... get some help for your cutting. call my dad again! He'll help you. he can do anything!

I used to be able to relate... You described it perfectly and in some way, beautiful.

Although this poem was beautifully written, it has a very sad message. My friend used to be like this. She's better now, and a lot happier. You just have to get through your problems, and whatever is trobling you. I don't know you, but I don't think you should die that way. Things will get better

I'm crying because of this. it hurts so bad, and i can't make it stop. only you can. you can stop the pain that flows through my body and yours. When will you? What has hurt you so badly. You can't die, leigha. you can't. Not yet. You're time isn't up. There's still time left. I love you, adn always will, and as long as i am here, YOU will always have an angel watching over you.