I had been three days clean
But only because you told me you were coming
I tried my hardest to stop for good
When you can you said you'd check me
But I thought you were lying
I wore tons of wristbands so you wouldn't
No on else noticed so why did you?
I didn't want you to
But you did
I didn't care
I was actually happy you noticed
Later that day
I took off my wristbands
I had to help my mom
She asked me to hold out my hand
As she watched me poor salt in it
She didn't notice my arms
Or any of the scars
You wanted to cry because of it
So did I but I simply laughed it off
Then my mom tried to say how it was her job to notice things
And you laughed in disbelief
While I rolled my eyes
Then night fell and you wanted to talk
I didn't want to so I tried to play it off
You tried to force me to get help
I said I don't want it
I can do it by myself
You said we could get help together
But I said no I'll get help when I'm ready
The last day you were here
You told me you wanted the blades
But I lied and said I got rid of them
And you quoted my Kik name
"Lies hurt"
But I didn't care
Because I thought
I wasn't going to use them
But tonight as I sat in my dark room
I pulled out my blades
And cut wayy to many times to count
So when ever I fall asleep
And when ever I wake up
I'll have lost of new scars
And if you see them
You'll probably tell me
"Lies Hurt"
This is based on my actual life. Sorry to put it out there but I needed to tell someone, and its not like you know me in real life, or maybe you do. I ky time will tell.
