We're like trees.
Ours bodies are the tree,
The self harm object (a blade for me) is the axe.
Every time we hurt ourselves,
We're chopping the tree bit by bit.
And when we've had enough,
We commit suicide.
When a trees being chopped down,
When it's only the smallest bit left,
It finally gives up and give in.
Do you see how we're like trees?
-misty
