All the ink
That covers my body
Are the stories
I could never tell
Secrets I've always kept
Every confession I've never made
Tons of memories
Made into drawings in my body
Things that have scarred me so much
Will literally stay with me forever
All the things that have hit me so hard
Are now visible
You look at me
And judge you might
But I'm covered
With the stories of my life
You use your eyes
But do not see
The girl who truly is me
Every smile hides tears
Every laugh hides pain
Every word hides a thought
Filled with shame
Mind filled with their jeers
Face filled with my tears
I cower in fear
From the pressure of my peers
Razar so sharp
A release from the pain
Leaves a permanent mark
But is so worth the gain
A few seconds of freedom
A moment of bliss
Where else would I find
A way to feel like this
Scars cover my wrist
Thoughts swim through my head
All the words I've been called
All the times I have bled
Bullies will bully
Haters will hate
Cutters will cut
It's our only escape
~I'm sick and tired of being called a fake helpless suicidal bitch. ~
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Poems and Quotes ~ depression and self-harm~
Poetry~ poems and quotes about love, self-harm, getting hurt, and depression ~