I have a problem, I'm in a war,
I have no key, but a locked door,
no way out of the battle in my mind,
I search and search but no key I find,
I'm trapped, under brutal attack,
from dark thoughts, biting back,
relentless cross fire,
my scarred body beginning to tire,
and give up on life and hope to die,
this is it, my final goodbye
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Self harm poems
PoetryJust some poems I wrote about self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Please don't read if there going to trigger you x
