You look at me with such a disgrace
You look at me like I'm not even alive
You look at me like I was a mistake
You look at me so low like I was not meant to live
You make me feel so low I can still feel the pain,
The pain of the blade touching my skin
The pain of the words you once said
The pain that kills me every signal day
The pain that I can't erase no matter what I do
I feel ashen for being myself
Thanks to you I've learn one thing
I've learn how to hid the pain
I've learn how to cover each cut
I've learn how to cause myself so much pain
But I've also learn how to say I'm okay
And at the end of each day cut pass the pain
YOU ARE READING
Save me from myself
PoetryPoems about self Harming and depression but also recovering and asking for help :)