tw self harm



Perhaps I’m starting to understand
Tonight, I want desperately
To take the blade to my skin
But only to leave a mark
A reminder
Of what’s happened today

I’d love to feel something

Anything

These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

Paper faces and silicone smiles-
Where’d you get that mask, little girl?
Looks an awful lot like

me.

What if
You have been fighting
A losing battle
All along
What if
The silence
Within you
Is only
The calm
Before the strom
And
It is going to be a fight
You just cannot
Win

-jt

I’m scared as f*ck
to want you.

But here
I am,

Still wanting you
anyway.

Today
I wore black
Because
Event hough
I am still breathing
I am no longer
Alive

-jt