my poem

I ain't able to cry anymore
There's nothing left inside
Just heavy feelings to the core
And these I try to hide

But where should the tears
come from at all?
Inside me, there's a hole...
The pain's just driving me insane
And taking my control

I try to find a way to free me
Everything leads to the blade
The knife is already too near me
I remember every cut I made

It's good that you were able to describe si, it's a hard topic to talk about.