Self Harm

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It stings
It burns
I took the wrong sharp turn
Literally…
I close my eyes
I squeeze them tight
I’m holding on with all my might…
I’m losing all my power
My life is full of sour
I can’t take it for a minute
Let alone another hour…
It stings
It burns
Every slice is a new turn
I stare in silence
As I realize my violence…
I have thought about suicide
That seems like the only other option I can find
Why does everything get tough
Isn’t my life already dark enough
Dark to the point where i can’t see
My way through the darkened pathway

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