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"I'm okay"
I'm gritting my teeth to keep myself from crying.
I'm curled up on the floor with a blade in my hand.
I'm numb and sick of it.
I'm too tired because I didn't get enough sleep last night.
I'm thinking about isolating myself from everyone.
I've been avoiding my friends at school.
I fell like I'm going to *****.
I'm so hungry because I skipped 5 meals.
I'm not okay.
Pastell dichter Jan 2016
I try to be happy
but you are nothing
I hate my brain
and everyone hates you
I just want it to shut up
you are stupid and worthless
I beg please stop
no I'm just telling you the truth
I just want to be okay
*no
B P Dec 2015
i.
I told a girl she was beautiful
and that she should go easy on herself today
why can’t I tell myself the same thing

ii.
My friend told me she has depression
I hugged her while she cried
and told her she would be okay
why can’t I believe that for myself

iii.
I became an online listener
for people who have mental illnesses
and spent hours convincing them
they are good enough
why can’t I convince myself

iv.
I stayed on the phone
to convince my friend not to self harm
for five hours
telling him that it's okay
to be kind to yourself over and over
why can’t I tell myself that

v.
I spend so much time
saving other’s lives
why can’t I remember to save my own?
I love you. You're beautiful, it's going to be okay, you are good enough, and it is okay to be kind to yourself. Take some time for you today.
Jellyfish Dec 2015
Angry at myself, I am
for always hiding the
truth from them.
Luna Moon Dec 2015
This December, I look for something to warm my heart,
But even the ice on my car window hinders on melting against my pale skin.
The Lilies in my room die from the lack of light.
When I threw them from my window, they lay on the ground below,
as though acting out my destiny.
Now their deathly petals are frost bitten,
and lay a beautiful spectacle on my drive way.
How I hope I would be seen if those Lilies were me,
behind police lines.
Ell Dec 2015
I am so tired of hating myself.
I am so tired of wanting something more.
The thing is, I don't do anything to better myself.
Every day I mope around and feel sorry for myself.
That ends today.
Tomorrow I will wake up and love myself.
I will be grateful for all that I have and all that is given to me.
I will love unconditionally, freely.
I will be a better me.
If only it was that easy right?
Mia Kay James Dec 2015
I contradict myself.
I am in love with the human body,
for it is delicate and intricate.
I believe all bodies should be cherished because
they all hold some form of beauty.
Yet I also believe that
I will never be good enough-
Horribly insecure and
loathing the flesh that wraps itself
around my bones.
Some days,
I am in love with the different parts
of my body,
like my hazel eyes that sparkle in sunlight or
the romantic curve of my lips or
the way my wrists reveal the blue veins underneath.
Other times,
I despise myself.
Tears well up and fog my vision.
With quivering lips,
I reach for a blade to cut out
those god forsaken veins.
Why can't I love myself as much as
I love everything and everyone else?
I am in love with the human body,
but for some reason,
only mine is
not good enough.
I contradict myself in ways like this.
And I hope to god I am the only one who feels this way.
B P Dec 2015
if this body was
not mine. would i still hate it
and treat it the same?
treat yourself right. I love you.
Christina Cox Dec 2015
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I’ve drawn a heart upon my arm
to remind me of the love I owe
this body that I own.

I’ve drawn a heart upon my skin
to tell myself to love
this suit that I wear.

I’ve drawn a heart with silver blades
upon the skin I so detest.

I’ve drawn a heart with  ****** paint
to save the soul that lives within.
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