Jan 2016
After dark,
while all at peace.
One lies in heightened loneliness,
with burning pain.
Slicing and punishing,
desperately seeking secretive relief.
Controlled affliction,
in a limited soothing fix.
Finally releasing the dark plague,
screaming inside.
© Jl 2016
while all at peace.
One lies in heightened loneliness,
with burning pain.
Slicing and punishing,
desperately seeking secretive relief.
Controlled affliction,
in a limited soothing fix.
Finally releasing the dark plague,
screaming inside.
© Jl 2016
Words taken from my teens.
I was in grade 9 when I started self-harming. I stopped shortly after high school.
I was in grade 9 when I started self-harming. I stopped shortly after high school.
(40/F/Montreal)
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