The Beginning of Self-Harm

You feel the tears escaping from your eyes. So tired of the names they've been calling you. Tired of looking in the mirror and feeling disgusted. Then something clicks in your head. Cutting. Without any control over your body you frantically search for a razor. You find one. You've never cut before. You don't know what you're doing. You raise the razor to your wrist. Then hesitate Won't it hurt? You think. Suddenly voices appear in your head. Your already hurting. They say. The voices taunt you, call you horrible names. You slam the razor down on your wrist. As the physical pain overcomes the emotional pain you crave more. When both arms are covered in cuts you feel satisfied. Almost immediately after you walk out the bathroom a wave of guilt swipes over you but, vanishes as soon as it came. When you wake up the next