Secret Story – a poem about self-harm

Each scar told a story,
A story untold,
A story that took
Quite a time to unfold.
And a story that took
Pulsing pain to relieve.
A story, if told,
That would not be believed.
The tale of a young girl
Well known for her lies,
And a respectable man
And his button down flies.
A story the young girl
Could not understand
Though she tried to make sense
With the blade in her hand.
A story secreted,
With blood and with pain
A story repeated
And again.

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5 Responses to Secret Story – a poem about self-harm

  1. Yu/stan/kema says:

    Very good poem. Sometimes, even if its hard to hear, the truth needs to be spoken in order for healing to occur.


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  2. Cheryl-Lynn says:

    Lovely poem, Pooky, so real and raw. We hear these youths trying to make sense of their lives every day. May I reblog this to my blog Stop the Stigma?

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  3. Cheryl-Lynn says:

    Reblogged this on Stop the Stigma and commented:
    Beautifully penned…a poem about Self-Injury…sometimes it’s easier to read about “real” life situations in a lyrical flow.

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