My inner demons scream and writhe,
Hiding not so deep inside,
Lurking in lines upon my skin,
Leaving scars of twisted sin,
Hours and hours of pain and agony,
Monsters you have, others don't have any,
Not on the surface or cut into flesh,
Others try harder and do their best,
And keep the battle inside their heads,
Hands are heavy, and hearts long dead,
But still they smile a sickening grin,
You have lost it, you've let them win,
And in their victory, you lost your fight,
Now there's nothing, no desperate plight,
No one left to rescue, to save,
Just a deep cut to end to be made
~A/N~
(Sounds weird but most of these poems sound better if read aloud in your head- I find it helps create a rhythm to how I read and write it)
Sorry for no updates in a long while also x
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Self harm poems
PoetryJust some poems I wrote about self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Please don't read if there going to trigger you x
