The pain is unimaginable.
The release across your skin stings -but only for a moment.
In that moment-
The sadness washes over-
The stress disappears-
Anxiety erases.
All you feel is the sting-
Perhaps a burning, tingly feeling-
But it soon dies away.
The moment is gone- the sadness- stress- anxiety- Returns.
Slowly, but still there- It's always there. It will never go away-
With the pain you make.
It won't just be gone one day-
It lives forever- deep in the back of your mind.
The lines- reminders- tormentors- failures. Are all still there- hidden. Beneath the covers- shoulders- hips- your wrists.
Faded and white. They mark your skin- as permanent tattoos- scars- never fully healed.
They whisper- talk of you- Taunting from the shadows- Failure- self pity- worthlessness.
They urge you- to look at them- To remember- to break.
You wonder- if the sting- would Silence them. No- they will grow- Demand more- the pain.
The shadows whisper- You yell and scream at them.
No! No more!- I'm dying inside- They do not care. They watch as it happens- The light and color draining- the final sting of pain- the burning, tingly feeling- all gone numb.
They whisper one last time- not a single taunt or insult left to say. As you drop from the pain- they whisper- Goodbye.
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