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Sometimes Ally Aug 2014
after rehab you're to be better
they give you happy pills
just something to numb the pain
but my friends
they don't understand
they don't get that tiniest thing can make me
s
l
i
p
more recently i glance at my razor
the only one who makes me feel better
makes me feel like myself
makes me feel
something
four months clean and i start
s
l
i
p
p
i
n
g
finally i give in
and everything rushes to the surface
ruby red and beautiful
first in little beads
now in streams
slipping is more comforting than
this so called recovery
Crysanthemum Aug 2014
The
Rain
Drops
Off
Of
Me.
Down my blue fingertips.
Down my cheeks.
Down my ****** arms.
But
Why
Do
The ones
Running
Down
My
Cheeks
Taste
Like
Salt?
I saw my best friend today
They came over quite a bit
I spill all my secrets out to them
In return they give me reliefe

I saw my sharp blade today
I held it tight quite a bit
I spill some of my blood out to it
In return it gives me reliefe
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Jacklynn Smith Aug 2014
Red stained towel

She asks herself how?

Memory soaked tears

All the ****** fears

Razor sharp twist

Just above her wrist

Her parents cause one fight

Now she’s in her own despite

Just one cut

Then she’s in a rut

She says only one

But that turns to a ton

They say it’s all for attention

But all they know is what’s mentioned

She cuts deep with a knife

Now she’s fighting for her life.
As read above its about self harm. As two of my close friends/family know I have been though a very rough life. I want to thank one of my Best friends who I am more than glad to call family and my brother, the very special Jordan Mahaffy. I have no clue where I would be without him he has saved me from so many things. I can't even begin to explain what he means to me. He is absolutely amazing  and I can't thank him enough for being there for me. I have no clue what I would do if I ever lost him. And my dear Jordan, you can always bet I will be there for you through any problems or anything you go through.  You are one of the best people to come in to my life, I would not trade a single moment of knowing you for anything. You are my family and always will be. We have had our ups and down but nothing is going to change the bond we have. Like we have said before there is a bond between us that is unbreakable. One of the truest things ever. I would take a bullet for you, you mean  a lot to me. I will do everything I can to make you smile daily, you deserve it for being the amazing person you are.  I love you Jordan and you better read this!
Aubree Brianne Jul 2014
The stitching creases on a blank canvas
A mindblowing beautiful pale coloring
Never showing justice to the beauty
As the canvas has already been covered
In permanent marking
That once made all stitching come undone
The depth the paintbrush had made
Was a cry for help
The markings of the painter showed anger
Not at anyone
But at himself
With no other solution
Your beautiful canvas has been destroyed
Yet rebuilt
With a story to tell with every marking.
Leah Matilda Jul 2014
You told me something I hadn’t heard before
When you held me in your arms
and  whispered in my ear.
Something so different
to all the lies
From people who try to understand a feeling
That they know nothing about.
You said we’d get through this together
And promised tomorrow’s another day

I can’t hold on much longer
I think you can see it in my eyes
And the way my hands shake
I could be dying
And tomorrow seems so far away
My thoughts
are driving me insane
You tell me you’re so proud
Of the progress that I’ve made
You say I’m so strong,
But I’m not.

I may seem polished on the outside
But inside
I’m cracked like the bottles
When I drink.
If you could fix me
break me open
Pour out the poison
The stuff that’s making me ache
from every part
You could put me back together,
clean and pure.

Stitch my wounds with your love
I won’t cry if you’re my doctor
your voice will be my anaesthetic
Just kiss the incision
and tell me I’ll get better.

I’m accustomed to pain
to doubt
to shame
you don’t have to worry about hurting me
Aubree Brianne Jun 2014
Throughout life you will find someone unlike any other. You could talk to them for hours and never get bored. This is your soulmate. Never let them go.
But little did you know they'll probably leave you, crying, in the rain at 4 A.M. Cursing at the sky begging for help. Having your face go numb from the throbbing strain of crying so hard. Contemplating self-harm that you hadn't resorted to in over a year.

Because you see, it's kind of funny that it's 4 A.M. And I'm crying, a throbbing strain, contemplating self harm. And that is what your soulmate will do to you.
snow queen Jun 2014
~
you know youre addicted
to self harm
when you start noticing
the scratches, scars
and bruises on others
and you wish
they were on your skin
not theirs

(s.q)
snow queen Jun 2014
\\
your half lilted smile
tilts my life
into swirling movements
of happiness and peace

there is a depression
deep inside my soul
im so glad
youre not too terrified
to shine your light there

(s.q)
Aubree Brianne May 2014
Maybe I should really let go
I'm no good for you
And you're certainly no good for me
How can everything be perfect
And two seconds later be a disaster
My scars are forever repeating their past
Being torn open
Replayed
Sown back together
Just to be torn open again
I must say I'm not always to blame
But you make me feel that way
My eyes are strong
But my heart is weak
Not shedding a tear
But skipping beats because I'm scared
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