Self harm, it's a battle,
a war with your own mind,
a struggle to survive,
when life seems unkind.
It's a misunderstood affliction,
that's often judged and shamed,
but it's a real addiction,
that can't be tamed.
It's a sign of deep pain,
that words can't express,
it's a plea for love and support,
to help ease the distress.
So let's break the stigma,
and speak up with compassion,
for those who suffer in silence,
and need a helping hand to cherish and nourish their passion
Let's create a safe haven, a place to heal and grow, where self-love and kindness flow.
Where scars are not a symbol of shame,
but a reminder of strength gained,
where hope shines bright,
and self-destructive urges wane.
Together we can fight,
against the darkness that consumes,
and light a path towards,
a life full of love and blooms
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My attempts at poetry....
PoetryMy attempts at poetry Are met with blank stares As I struggle to convey Emotions and thoughts with care Rhyme schemes and syllables I twist and I bind Hoping one day to find The perfect words to unwind
