I want to stop self harming
I really do, I did for a while
But the my emotions took
Control over my brain, and
My brain took charge of my body,
And my blade appeared in
My hand, and I don't want
To cut because I went out
For so long, but I can't I can't stop my
Hand from moving and for once
It done, it's done and my wounds
Are back, the old ones barely healed.
YOU ARE READING
Tumblr Poems
PoetryMeaningful, relatable poems. This wattpad book is going to be filled with meaningful, relatable , broken heart poems *trigger warning * some of the poems and pictures with the poem might be a bit deep.
