Pain Unforgotten
I look in the mirror
See my past life
The scars so pronounced
from the blade of my knife
I look in the mirror
See my past life
The scars so pronounced
from the blade of my knife
I had a friend once that I thought I had lost because she had been having a hard time, but know I don't know where she is or if she is alive.
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We all have a friend
Who's silver and shines
It pierces our skin
And draws the red lines...
My name is Bella but I have changed it to Shadow. I am 14 years old and have just started cutting during this Coronavirus pandemic. I have never had any friends, and the few I had before this...
Everyone hurries with smiles and laughs;
but the girl just passes so solemn.
One day after the other, the kids seem so happy;
but the girl just remains the same....
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While you were away today,
Some unkind words were said.
My orders you surely did disobey
When you left me on your bed.
I used to be a cutter, and I'm not proud to say it. My life became pretty much worse when it started to become a habit. Fortunately, I was able to stop. To all those who cut, you can do it....
It controls her.
She can't stop it.
It's a constant battle.
She can't drop it.
My friend came to me about her cutting during our freshman year in high school. She showed me her thigh, and I was scared to death for her. I tried my best to help her feel better, but I know...
She hurts and she cries
No one sees the depression in her eyes
The little girl smiles for everyone to see
While she asks herself "why is it so hard to be me?"...
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I walked through the hallway holding my wrists,
hoping no one will see me like this.
He looks at me, scared what he'll find.
He never thought I had these things in mind.
We have so much in common,and just so you know, I know exactly how you feel, and just like you I'm good at acting being fine and perfect. My family does not know how I feel, for I keep on...
Behind the mirror is a girl
Who looks a bit like me
But I'm a bit more real
And darker inside, see?...
Poetry does replace cutting sometimes. Since I started writing I don't cut half as much as I used to. Only sometimes the pain inside of me is so, SO much! Every time I reach for my blade I...
The blood doesn't pour out anymore,
But the scares still show,
Will these wounds heal or be forever sore,
The memories shine a bright glow....
This an amazing poem. I'm sorry that this happened to you but I'm glad that you have your boyfriend to support you. Stay strong!
As she lies bleeding on the floor
She promised she would do no more
Harm to herself she really tried
But even she knew that she had lied...
I don't know you, but I feel for you and I love you. Please don't hurt yourself. You are loved, and I know bullying is hard and life can be demanding and tough, but stay strong and don't give...