Depression Days: A Book Of Poems #Wattys2016

Poem 30

It stings when you shower
It hurts when you move
It burns at night,
Against the sheets
Do you know what it is?

Its cuts
From taking a blade
And pulling it across your skin
It takes away the pain
And dilutes the fear

People ask why
But I can't ever explain
And I don't know why
But I can never answer

If I say it feels good..
There gonna call me crazy
But it does...