Depression/Self Harm Quotes And Poems

I have a pain so deep you'll never see, I locked away and hid the key. If I ever really could share it. You wouldn't look at me the same again I swear it. I've seen things I shouldn't have to see but the only one who knew was me. I faked a smile everyday for I couldn't stand for you to see me this way. I buried my emotions deep inside my soul, it's this hate I have that keeps me whole, if I ever truly showed you what it is I'd run away fast and quickly hide. No mattar where I go these feelings stay inside. All I want to do is close my eyes, it's like an internal torture that never dies. These voices that fill my head telling me I'm way beter off dead, this pain of living hurts my heart should I have ended it from the start? It's like when I get home I take off a mask faking happiness is nearly an impossible task but some how I manage to set by going through everyday about to cry, one day maybe it will be okay but of course that day is not today. How much blood can I shed before i'm lying on the floor dead? With this pain ever go away? Maybe tommrow but not today.

Sometimes I suppose I am happy like when I am with my friends, throwing my head back and covering my mouth as I shake with laughter at a joke someone just made. But then day turns to night and my carefree grin turns into a explainable sadness, etched on my face like a tattoo. And I lay in bed, thinking about all the things I wish I could say, all the things i'm afraid to admit even with only pen, paper and mind it's nights like these when I realise: I am many things. I am happy and sad, outgoing and shy, rambunctions and quiet.

What a shame that the girl who once belived in fairytails and magic had to be struck by reality with demons in her mind and the fear of not being loved.

Sometimes I don't feel like continuing to live. I don't want to kill myself, I just want it all to stop or go away. I want to be calm. I want to be happy again.

I wonder what it's like to wake up and love yourself, to look in the mirror and not want to cry. To weigh yourself, see the number and not want to puke. To be with friends and not be insecure. To go shopping for clothes and not feel fat. I just wonder what it's like to love your life.

Silly little girl don't fool yourself. They've seen your scars but they just don't want to help. Little do they know how much could change with three little words "are you okay?"

The most normal girl I ever did know, beautiful, bright and stole the show. As she grew older change did come, her life grew sad, she become numb. She picked up that blade and cut with a knife. She didn't understand she would ruin her life. The worst of all I have come to see is that broken girl is me....