The stains of red
The lines of scars
Cover the skin
Where you chose to inflict your pain
The scars of a life gone wrong
The scars of an unfortunate happening
The scars of mistakes gone terribly wrong
I don’t get it personally
I’ve never done it…
Never wanted to
What does it take for one to hurt oneself physically?
It seems it would only make the pain worse…
Rather than better
In my own experience
I fear pain
Avoid pain
What does it take for one to embrace it?
What does it take for one to decide
That the solution to mental pain
Is to turn it physical?
It always saddens me to hear and see it happening
I wonder what went wrong
Their stains of red,
Line of scars,
Covering the skin.
March 3, 2012
Mar 3, 2012
Mar 3, 2012 at 5:37 PM UTC
The stains of red
The lines of scars
Cover the skin
Where you chose to inflict your pain
The scars of a life gone wrong
The scars of an unfortunate happening
The scars of mistakes gone terribly wrong
I don’t get it personally
I’ve never done it…
Never wanted to
What does it take for one to hurt oneself physically?
It seems it would only make the pain worse…
Rather than better
In my own experience
I fear pain
Avoid pain
What does it take for one to embrace it?
What does it take for one to decide
That the solution to mental pain
Is to turn it physical?
It always saddens me to hear and see it happening
I wonder what went wrong
Their stains of red,
Line of scars,
Covering the skin.
March 3, 2012
This is just kind of what came out of my thoughts on self harm I was having. It's not all that good of a poem if you ask me.
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