Tag Archives: self-harm

Scars

I will not hide my scars away The way you think I should. Each scar will always tell the story Of a day I could.. A day I thought I couldn’t bear To take another breath; When life felt so … Continue reading

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You ask me why I cut myself

[Today is self-harm awareness day] You ask me why, I don’t have the words to tell you. You ask me why, But I don’t know myself, You ask me why, I wish I had an answer, You ask me why, … Continue reading

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Surviving

Each wound a jagged edge With which he’d have to live. Each scar a tale told, Retold ad infinitum. Each cut, further proof Of a life that hurt too much. But each day lived A survivor’s tale. Surviving Not living; … Continue reading

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Falling

[This beautiful poem and accompanying words are being shared anonymously by a dear friend facing an incredibly hard time. Please take a moment to read her words and another moment to respond. She will hugely appreciate your feedback and kind … Continue reading

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Supportive

Thank you for not judging And for showing me the way To keep myself far safer On another tricky day. You didn’t tell me not to And you didn’t shake your head; But you did give some suggestions Of some … Continue reading

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Fresh Blood

He knew no way to manage That wasn’t this way, And always, If he found that he’d had a bad day, He reached out for his blade And then out his pain played In the wounds he created And the … Continue reading

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Again… (A poem about self-harm)

His arms were a mess, But he couldn’t care less As he got out his old blade again. He had no other way To manage hard days, So his arms paid the price yet again. He hated the way that … Continue reading

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