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Her flawless skin so colourless and pale,
Smooth and silky soft to touch,
Exudes a radiance so pure to see,
Though she despises it so much.
Hidden beneath the clothes she adorns,
Out of reach of adoring eyes,
That skin so fresh and perfect,
Spilt tears of blood it painfuly cries.
Disfigured beyond its former beauty,
Scarred by the years of pain,
Every day showing signs of torment,
Like rings of a tree each year they gain.
She has nobody to help her through this,
Feeling isolated and alone,
Fearing the next cut will be her last,
The inevitable to no longer postpone.
Smooth and silky soft to touch,
Exudes a radiance so pure to see,
Though she despises it so much.
Hidden beneath the clothes she adorns,
Out of reach of adoring eyes,
That skin so fresh and perfect,
Spilt tears of blood it painfuly cries.
Disfigured beyond its former beauty,
Scarred by the years of pain,
Every day showing signs of torment,
Like rings of a tree each year they gain.
She has nobody to help her through this,
Feeling isolated and alone,
Fearing the next cut will be her last,
The inevitable to no longer postpone.
Literature
You Destroyed Me
I wish you understood,
that you were my friend
But you found so many ways,
to rip my heart into pieces..
You used to be there,
you always helped me stand tall.
But now I see that these were lies,
you never cared about me at all...
I thought of you as a friend,
but your just like everyone else.
Now just leave me alone in this world,
and watch me suffer into the night.
I lost so many people,
I am better off alone.
You were my friend,
but you destroyed the only thing that mattered.
You destroyed my trust,
you destroyed my life.
so leave me the hell alone,
and watch me suffer in this world alone..
Literature
Afraid
Standing in the kitchen,
Alone,
I hold the knife in front of me,
considering.
Tears raise to my eyes,
my heart beats faster,
my breath draws louder.
I want to.
I want to.
I want to.
A tear escapes,
a sob with it.
My hands begin to shake.
Someone save me from myself.
The hardest part
is pulling myself away-
snapping back into reality
and flying up the stairs.
As I slam my door shut,
the tears and sobs break through what I thought to be an impenetrable wall.
I hold myself in fear,
trembling as emotions let out.
Someone save me?
I'm back - safe in my room.
The knife is out of sight [out of mind?]
The danger has passed
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Literature
Why I Did It
The first time I did it
was to see if the rumors
were true
if it took away the pain
like it was suppose to
and just for a moment
I felt free
no pain
no remorse
just numb
and at ease
sure there was stinging
burning
but I got off on it
I controlled it
the pain
but I don't want to go back
I was a coward
giving in
to every sin
every single emotion
I felt within
It destroyed me
broke me
and left me with scars
marks that will never fade
a reminder
of who I was once was...
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This touches me personally. I never cut I burned. But still I can empathize with this poem.