⚠ Self-harming ⚠
Some of my friends asked me how it feels
how if feels to be me
being trapped in someone else's body
with broken veins and a broken heart
being thrown to the side of the hallway in school
and thoren apart
taking my first step up from the dark
thinking "now I'm free"
but then getting pushed back down back in the dark
it's how feels to be weak
it's the difference between being tired and exhausted
trying to hide the pain in my eyes with scars on my arms
scared to tell anyone
I know they'll get worried
I keep it all inside
but I let the beast kill me at night
because then I'm all alone
and I don't remember how it happened
but I remember seeing the blood for the first time
sipperingen out from my veins
I looked down
and I smiled
it was 3 at night
YOU ARE READING
dear diary
Poetry⚠Suicidal, self-harming, abuse, can be triggering ⚠ A diary of poesi and textes about me and what I'm going through. It can be hard to understand.
