It's Known As Self Harm

by schmetterling   Sep 25, 2013


She takes out the blade
Not strong enough to bear
So many mistakes she's made
& no one there to care.
She sits on the bathroom floor
Deep into her dissociative state
She takes off the bracelets covering her war
Consumed of self-hate.
A sharp razor blade
She holds in the palm of her hand
More damage she's able to create
Only the broken ones understand.
The tears stream down her face
Mascara running from her eyes
Right now she can't feel the shame
She only realizes their lies.
It digs into her skin like a pen to paper
Tearing it apart
All of the things that hurt her
Caused her to go right back to the start.
Blood's everywhere now
1, 2, 3 cuts
Stopping- she doesn't know how
The anxiety was driving her nuts.
More and more as she empties herself
Searching for some relief
She doesn't cry out for help
She believes this is what she needs.
Beads of red appear so fluently
Running down her arm
She is breaking so silently
It's known as self-harm.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Reyna

    This used to be me, and the hurt still consumes me sometimes. i cry at night knowing that words cut deep. but sometimes you have to let things go, you have to release not through cuts, not through burns, but through tears and through forgiveness. when you forgive someone of the wrong they've done to you its not necessarily for them. its for you so you can release the hurt from your life. the cuts only leave scars, and emptiness, and you feel dead inside. when ou are a beautiful human being. that even as you might not feel loved now. know that there is alot of people who do truly love you. think of your friends if family is not good. think of everyone who will miss you if one day you cutt too deep. it almost happened to me, but i was able to stop before i was gone forever.

    • 11 years ago

      by schmetterling

      I'm proud that you stopped that's something that is very hard to do. I am in recovery and since it started I've relapsed three times. I was clean 23 days, then relapsed, clean 10, relapsed, then clean 44 days my longest ever and relapsed. That was a couple days ago. You're right, the emotions should be expressed in other ways, because cutting just makes it worse than it already is, but as you know it's also hard to overcome. I'm proud you did, and I'm doing my best. :)

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