I do it for the rush.
I want to know whether I'm alive or not.
I need to make things fair.
Someone's gotta punish me.
I do it for validation.
I do it to escape.
I need it to go on with my life.
I do it for the scars.
I do it when they fade.
I do it to express my pain.
The pain anyone could see if they took the time to stare into my eyes and look into my soul.
They say I have to stop.
But is it better to die or to have scars?
Would they really rather for me to be dead over wearing long sleeves?
Do they really care?
I think I'm the one who cares. I care about hurting those around me when I'll decide it's time.
I'm not stopping cause it doesn't hurt anyone else than myself. I stopped drugs because I was hurting those around me. Because it ruined my life. But self harm isn't the same it doesn't have any other impact on me than scars. Which I like.
So why would I stop?
