An empty room, an empty girl
Sitting silently on the floor
Her sleeve rolled up, exposing skin
She drags the blade and presses in
The pain it brings can not compare
To the joy she knows will soon be there
It's worth the scars that never heal
For just a moment, not to feel
YOU ARE READING
No. I'm not okay.
RandomThis will contain Ana,Mia,Cat, Deb, and maybe Sue poems/quotes.Thanks for reading. I am here for those of you struggling with an ED, depression, cutting, anxiety, addictions and others.
