cutting self harm pain cut
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The first time I saw
your fragile hand
Cut up
I was terrified
Angry and confused
So many therapies
So much medication
So many incidents
passed
I see the fresh cut now
Everything is fine
Its only one line
The darkness continues to stalk
As I continue to nock
They gradually increase
Until I decide to cease
The scars still remain
But I am no longer in pain
I don't self harm
Well not anymore
A lie to myself
I self harm and I still feel those long term effects
I can see the old scars still
I want new ones
But I want to show my friends I'm ok
I have a friend.
My only friend, in fact.
He is always there for me
when the dark thoughts hit.
He is small, but
sharp.
His words have the capability to
kill.
In a world full of fakes,
One thin slice and only one, one last time and then I’m done.Blood soon beads and spills out red. Five more seconds and I’ll be dead.“I don’t want this,” I try to say.I don’t want my life to end this way.
it hurts to say this once again,
but you don’t know the pain that im in.
the pain is in me but you can’t see
there is a way i can show you but
you won’t be proud of me.
i want to use the blade once again
A mother's hatred for a child is like a gun shot through the heart, A father's absence
is like a never ending nightmare, A grandmother's dying wish is like having your
And behold!
Truth will slap your face
repeatedly
forever
Your life is a list of absolute truths
Whether you deny them or not
Behold!
realization is a cold hard pressed emptiness
When I try to think about you Razor Blade
I become aware of you're presents
I pick you up and slide you across my wrist
Without cutting just to feel you again
I want to feel you're kiss
I am an introvert.
There is a lot that I could say,
but it'd all be wasted air
because there’s more in what isn't said.
My thoughts march to the beat
I can afford to be gracious Now that blood is dripping Down my arms Washing away the time Between this world And the next And I float On a sea of endorphins Mother Nature’s painkillers No longer drowning In the depths of my mind Under sorrow Under
It's agony to let the world see you so exposed; rotting from the inside out; hollow; decomposed.To you I must seem crazy, with all understanding outta sight; you think the scars along my arms were simply done in spite.Crimson is the color that dee
It gets lonely sometimes
When you are your ony friend
The popular girl 10 months ago
Has finally met her end
At least thats what it appeared to be
Parties drugs and alcohol
all slowly consumed me
