Thoughts

I cut because of the pain.
The thoughts,
that go through my head.
They are the things,
that trigger my self hate.
My fear.
My sadness.
These things,
are like weights,
that I have to pull along.
Pull here.
Pull there.
Pull everywhere.
Why won't they,
just leave me alone?
All I want,
is to be left alone.
Please?
Go away?