One cut , two cut , three cut , four.
Four cut , three cut , two cut , one.
She thought she was a magician , for she introduced silver to her skin and a red fountain would appear.
She thought that inflicting pain on herself will make it okay , because she for once was in control of how much pain she could feel.
Little did she know that every present cut is a reminder in the future that she wasn't strong enough.
A reason to cut oh she had enough.
But - A reason to stop ? She looked for in desperation.
Is it for attention ? She thought . Does she want the scars to be seen so she can thereafter be loved?
But , why does a cut need to drive people to love her? Was she not enough without them?
She then realised :
The only love she needed was from herself.
The only saving she needed was from her inner demons>
The darkness can be driven out by her inner light.
She thereafter wore her scars as her armor.
A beautiful Zebra , she is.
Nobody was worth her pain , her tears.
She then decided to cut through her obstacles and mover forward not cut herself and move backwards.
- s h a s -
May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 5:46 AM UTC
One cut , two cut , three cut , four.
Four cut , three cut , two cut , one.
She thought she was a magician , for she introduced silver to her skin and a red fountain would appear.
She thought that inflicting pain on herself will make it okay , because she for once was in control of how much pain she could feel.
Little did she know that every present cut is a reminder in the future that she wasn't strong enough.
A reason to cut oh she had enough.
But - A reason to stop ? She looked for in desperation.
Is it for attention ? She thought . Does she want the scars to be seen so she can thereafter be loved?
But , why does a cut need to drive people to love her? Was she not enough without them?
She then realised :
The only love she needed was from herself.
The only saving she needed was from her inner demons>
The darkness can be driven out by her inner light.
She thereafter wore her scars as her armor.
A beautiful Zebra , she is.
Nobody was worth her pain , her tears.
She then decided to cut through her obstacles and mover forward not cut herself and move backwards.
- s h a s -
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