rage coursing through your veins
your voice laced with anger
belligerent and frantic you were
confusion rattled in my brain
as I couldn't figure out your reaction
then you showed me
and panic stabbed me in the heart
your arms were bare except for
the two thin red lines
those cuts took me back to a place
I fled from
flashbacks filled my mind
bubbling up until I was
on the verge of tears
my brain replayed the memories of
warm blood dripping down my arms
painfully unsticking my clothes from my skin
hiding my cold blades
terrror and anger
despair and anxiety
depression and hopelessness
I can't go back there
I just can't
but please let me help you
help you out of the cage
the cage called self harm
my roommate started to self harm again, I'm worried about them, but I'm getting flashbacks from what they did, i care about them and dont want to see them hurt