Poetry helps me cope, so here’s a piece. I’m gonna start posting alot of my writing here, because like I said, writing helps me cope. Also, today marks 3 weeks officially! I don’t have the urge to grab a sharp object to hurt myself. Self harm is a bitch, but I’m strong. Getting myself back together mentally. And i’m feeling a little better, dealing with food poisoning sucks, but i’m getting better physically 
I’m just a lost soul,
With no place to go.
I dream of you when I sleep at night,
Wishing you were by my side to hold me tight.
I am so lost and confused without you,
Because there’s no one else for me to turn to.
I am just a lost soul,
With no place to go.
My heart is suffering so much pain,
And at times I think I’m going insane.
If you could see me now you wouldn’t be pleased,
I am waiting for the pain to ease.
I am a lost soul,
With no place to go.
I have to remind myself that one day the suffering will end,
And my heart will finally begin to mend.
I will again live the way I should,
would be doing it now if I could.
I am a lost soul,
With no place to go.
I am walking the Earth with no drive to go on,
Because my life has no purpose now since you’re gone.
Why did I let myself sink so low?
I am a lost soul with no place to go!