Im numb.
Sore.
Bleeding.
Scared.
I'm light headed and losing my eye sight.
I can't feel my leg.
There's so much blood.
It won't stop.
It says I refuse to sink but, didn't I sink when I carved it in my skin.
I sunk into a pool of red.
A pool that could last forever.
A pool that will be the end.
---------------------------------------------------------------------- If anyone needs to talk message me. I'll give me kik or snapchat to anyone. Stay strong loves
-Alexa
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Self harm poems
PoetryThese are poem that I write when I'm in my bad places. I don't know if you would find these to be a trigger but If you are easily triggered please don't read. I am always here for anyone who needs someone to talk to about self harming, questions, be...
