I'm healing,
Slowly yes
But it's still healing.
The scars
On my legs are fading
slowly,
I cant wait to have them
Off of my body.
But of course
Some scars are too deep
To fade,
They're the ones
That I so desperately
Want to destroy.
I still have
The scars on my stomach
And arms,
But I dont think theyll fade,
At least they're starting to
Sort of blend into my tanned skin.
I think that
I'm starting to win
My battles
Against my demons and self doubts.
Now I need to finish the war,
Where all the soldiers are
Hissing lies at me,
Trying to cut me down,
But they dont know
That you're teaching me
How to stand strong again.
I'm not going to lose
So easily this time,
I'm not going to surrender,
With a white flag
That has been stained red
From blades serading my skin.
YOU ARE READING
Purify me
PoetryThis will be about how I deal with my depression and will mention self harm & suicide