Tell mommy I'm sorry
I didn't know any better
The blade was so smooth
It was light as a feather
I held it in my hand
And it cut through my skin
I let out the feelings
The pain I held within
And I'm sorry to say
I felt right when I did it
Like I was looking for a release
And it was the perfect fit
I watched the blood pool
And drip down my arm
I shouldn't be so happy
When I do myself harm
But I've held it in for so long
The painthe sadness the tears
The blade took that from me
It rid me of my fears
It almost feels unreal
The scars on my arm
Wearing long sleeves
Hiding self-harm...
Having a secret
Lying to them all
But none of them were there
And we all have to fall
So as I reach my bottom
Though it feels like my top
I know there will be a day
When I have to stop
But for now it suits me
It helps me get by
You know once in a while
I need a good cry
The blade is my friend
It will always be there for me
Until I no longer need it
Whenever that will be
So those who care
I'm sorry for how I am
But you can't stop me
Only I can
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JE LEEST
Poems and Quotes ~ depression and self-harm~
Poëzie~ poems and quotes about love, self-harm, getting hurt, and depression ~