The harm I've done.

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by sarahminner

by sarahminner

I understand The demand.

I feel it every day,

the harm I've done,

Never one. fat as a rat. Smaller than a bat.

The harm I've done.

Cuts, burns, hitting my head.

Vision bleak,

feeling weak.

Don't say I don't know

I just won't show.

Scabs on my waist, also my feet.

I'm in defeat.

You think I don't feel pain,

But its a raging rain.

I'm here, even if you aren't

Scars an my wrist.

You get the jist

I'm alone,

Ain't got no phone.

No one will know I've relapsed.

I can relax.

AN) yeah I don't hit my head, or burn but I cut. And yeah I'm trying to stop, but life is hard, y'know? I can't believe I admitted that, but I did. So yeah....