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Oct 2015
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When I was
A child,
I was ignorant

I didn't understand
What cursing was
Was oblivious
To why people acted out

I never understood
The anger I felt inside

Although small
And visibly frail
I gave myself a beating
Every time I got mad
I lashed out at myself
Then I was bleeding
But I was only a child then
Still in kindergarten

My anger grew
As my body
And my mind did

Something
Once so pure
Had slowly been
Tainted

Life had been cruel
So I was cruel
To myself
I gave my emotional damage
Life through my skin
Granting my pain
A physical presence

Over the years
It only got worse
My parents sent me away
I was scared and all alone
But little do they know
I never changed

The wounds progress
Deeper they go
Into my flesh
And I lose control
Of everything I am
For this one moment
To feel again
Until the wound closes

There is blood
All around me
It surrounds me
And I panic

I was always this way
I can never change
A life so broken
So tragic
Katherine Laslie
Written by
Katherine Laslie
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   --- and Rowan Darcy
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