She's proud of herself but she won't tell you why. It has been a month since she last even tried. But the voices don't stop but today she won. She put down her razor and put down her gun. After hours of thinking silently to herself she goes and picks her old friend from the shelf overwelmed with emotions she picks up her blades and disposed her evil and drops her charade so the first time in a while her lips crack to a smile. It won't be easy but in the end it'll all be worthwhile. Her cuts will turn to scars and those scars will fade. But this makes her feel stronger she's no longer afraid she there aware the cloud of darkness has lifted. She can see a future for herself, she knows that she's gifted with a smile on her face as she looks at her arm. She's defeating the evil we know as self harm.
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Depression/Self Harm Quotes And Poems
Ficțiune generalăThis is my first time writing a book on wattpad eventhough its only a quotes and poem book on depression/self harm and abuse.
