All my cuts are healed
My scars are slowly fading
I'm finally leaving the battlefield
And the dull world I was facing
Everyday is a brand new step
Leaving my past behind
Thinking it would be easy
Nothing could prep
For the difficulties I might find
Everyday I live with this war
Going inside my head
One half says "be pure
You don't want to end up dead"
I want to listen to that side
But the other half's always there
Saying "it'd be easier if you died
No one would even care"
It affects my daily life
It's messing with my head
While you see a knife
I see something to cut myself with
You see broken glass
I see a blade
That's why it's not as easy
As keeping away
From where the knives stay
Sometimes it becomes to much
And the dark side wins
I let the blade touch
The vulnerable part of my skin
I was so close to stopping
But i'll throw that all away
I know I should be dropping
The thing that causes me pain
Too late, it's too late
I've already marked my vein
I'll have to remember this date
So I can try and start again
They say it's a part of recovery
But I still feel like I've failed
What on earth is happening to me
I should've known I'd've bailed
Relapse what have you done to me
Why would you ruin my streak
Relapse you are my enemy
You show me I'm too weak
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Self Harm Is A Silent Addiction
PoetryThis is a book filled with poems, short stories, songs, and writings about the silent addiction that is self harm. Some are written by me, some are some I found on the Internet, and others are some that people sent.