TRIGGERING.....if anybody is or has struggled with cutting
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alone in a dark corner
I cant breathe
my lungs scream for air
my heart pumps at the speed of lightning
my brain is jumbled with words, stupid, dumb, a waste, a nobody, hopeless, fake, crazy
my soul aches
my eyes pur like rain
my hand reaches for the razor on the table
my arms ready to be carved
holding the blade aginst my skin
pulling downwards watching pools of blood form
blood running down my arms in straight lines
watching as the pain runs from my body
feeling relief
watching as the words stupid, dumb, a waste, a nobody, hopeless, fake crazy seep from my veins
into a collecting pool on the floor
my mind now able to function
my lungs now able to breathe
my heart slowing, slower and slower back into a normal rate
my eyes dry up
snapping back into reality
I mop my life off the floor
cover my art work
and hide the razor
telling it ill be back for it tomorrow
YOU ARE READING
On The Inside
PoesíaPoetry I wrote, about my life and hopefully it will relate to others who have been abused or hurt or who have at one point, been broken girls....Its about what we hide, on the inside.
