Thoughts

I get these thoughts in my head and they wont leave
Who can I tell will they even believe
I’m trusting in you
So here we go
I think about cutting and fighting too
It’s always on my mind I dont know what to do
I know I wont cut well  hope not
I’ve come so far I cant go back to that spot
With the fight thing I can not say
I thought I threw that feeling away
These two things use to be an addiction
It’s like my hands needeed friction
I sometimes want to run away
I’ve done it before what can I say
I wouldn’t be running from here but from my issues
I cried so much I’ve ran out of tissues
I’m scared my thoughts will over-power me
I don’t know what the future holds I guess we’ll see