How long must I hide behind these lies
Of telling everyone I'm fine
When I'm really dying inside
From all the tears I have not cried
I'm looking for a release or way out
But I can't seem to find any different route
So I give up on the fight
Of trying to make sure your judgemental ideas about me aren't right
And I stare at my arm filled with scars that will never fade
Then take a deep breath and pick up my blade
And as I drag it across my skin
I'm finally able to release all my pain and sorrow from within
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Overcoming Troubled Waters
PoésieCollection of poetry written while going through depression and self-injury.