Dialogue With My Inner Demons

Self Harm

Taking the blade to my skin 

Over and over again 

I crave the sting and burn 

No longer afraid to get hurt 

Every bad day 

I need that blade to take the pain away 

The only thing I love about me 

Is the scars that no one can see 

But I hide them from on lookers eyes 

And feed them my believable lies 

Oops it was my cat 

Oh it's just another scratch 

And no one even notices the pain I hide

Or that the fact I even lied 

A poem about self harm. I don't know why but I love my scars..... :) I think they are beautiful and if I'm ever clean just for a little bit I miss the open wounds.....- Scarlett