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TRIGGER WARNING                              cold                          addictive                           pleasing            Streaks of red stain my tears.          Their words replay in my head                  slash. slash.          More marks of disappointment,            Another step closer to dying,    When will I finally be done with this?                No more long sleeves,                     No more shame,   I want people to think of a happy girl           When they hear my name.   I'm sick of feeling so sick and strange    All because of how I deal with pain.                   If you had my life,          You'd probably do the same.   The razor takes all the bad things away s.c
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC
Razor
TRIGGER WARNING                              cold                          addictive                           pleasing            Streaks of red stain my tears.          Their words replay in my head                  slash. slash.          More marks of disappointment,            Another step closer to dying,    When will I finally be done with this?                No more long sleeves,                     No more shame,   I want people to think of a happy girl           When they hear my name.   I'm sick of feeling so sick and strange    All because of how I deal with pain.                   If you had my life,          You'd probably do the same.   The razor takes all the bad things away s.c
I wrote this a long time ago, so it's not as good as I thought it was when I wrote it. As my battle with self-harm and self-hatred continues, I am very proud to say I've gone over 100 days without hurting myself. If anyone has any problems, you are always welcome to message me. Recovery is a long road, but it never hurts to have someone walk with you. If I can do it, so can you. Stay strong, you're worth it.
stephanieox
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC
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