Keeping secrets and hiding things
All from a scared mind that constantly rings
I honestly never know what to expect
In fear of my thighs being checked
Swimsuits and shorts like those other girls?
Just the thought of it makes my head swirl
I wish I could stop, I really do
But nothing brings comfort like the razor blades do
I know I should stop, now that I was found out
But without it, all my mind does is shout
Everything has calmed down, so have I
The doors still locked, to you I still lie
Even when I smile, I crave that bite
To calm my nerves, to see some light
Nothing has really changed, you see
I just got better at hiding the real me
I have gotten so good, sometimes I trick myself
But I know the dark is still there, sitting on the shelf
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Dark Poems
PoetryMy poems about depression, self harm, suicide, anxiety, and anorexia. Things I think about. Maybe a glimpse of what runs through my over active mind. Anxiety is probably the reason I have these thoughts. I write them down just to write them down. Ma...
