Self-Harm

I know you're drowning in your problems, trying to wash away the sorrows, but we all have problems and we all have to cope with them.

I need you to believe that we can do this together and that turning to the blade won't help. I need you to know that no matter what other people say you'll always be perfect in my eyes.

I need you to know that using the blade as your paintbrush, your body as a canvas and your blood as the paint won't solve anything. I need you to know that I will always be there to listen to you and that i will never judge you.

I need you to know that while i was trying to save you, help you and protect you, I drowned. I turned to the blade and hid it from you.

I needed you to know that i loved you, but you never realised it. Trying to fix you, destroyed me, made me turn towards the blade as salvation. Each time the cool metal touched my skin I felt alive. I wrote your name on my arm and watched the blood flow in awe. From now on my arms will never be seen and the tops of my thighs will never be shown.

I need you to know that i will forever love you and that you'll always be apart of my life. Every time i think of you the scar will be reopened and I'll be reminded of what I lost. The scar is like my heart, it will forever be a pain