self harm and depression

Cuts

Tears swell up in his eyes

He pull out the blade

He make one cut on his arm to make sure

One after another of all the words that have been said to him

"Fag" ass hole" "ugly" "useless" and many more

He has ran out of room on his arm and moves to his legs

Now he cuts for how many lie he has told

"I am okay" has been said everyday of his life

He is in a puddle of blood

The blade whispers one more cut

That one leads to five and ten

Now his legs are covered by the end of the night

He moves to his other arm

Now making marks for the ones who hate him

The blade whispers again just one more

That next one lead to ten

He said he was done

He throws the blade

Now he is washing up

And forgets the blade there

To be continued