I thought I could handle it I thought it could be beat Obviously not I look like a carved piece of meat Carved on my legs,chest and all up my arms I look down at them and they're littered in scars "you're an attention seeking **** and that's why you self harm" You and I know this isn't true So if you say that again I'LL ******* **** YOU Ok maybe not but just think Maybe your words are the missing link Insulting a harmer with nothing to loose and everything to gain So next time before you insult them Remember it causes them more pain Its happened to me and this is how I cope Listen to my story or find me on a rope
I was feeling depressed but creative Look at the scar I just made I let pain out by using a blade Its not the scar you think This affected my brain It helped at first but then caused more pain But that's what I wanted my tears and blood to rain But that didn't happen It was just a tiny scratch It wasn't enough I'm not a shaver but I decided to use a razor
I introduced the razor to the scissors The razor took over and scissors said goodbye The razor was enough Enough to make me cry Cry tears and blood At last I thought But soon again it wasn't enough
This morning I met the knife And the knife was pleased It made me bleed Bleed more than my need What has happened to the boy I was before No pain no scars so pure Self harm is a monster trying to lure Lure innocent victims into its arms And changing their arms with big ugly scars
Next i might meet death when the pain is too much When im sick of people afraid of my touch Afraid of being infected Self harm isn't an infection Its my monster that claims my body Section by section