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I survive on two hours sleep a night, waking up with giant bags under my eyes. My skin looks sunken and sallow as if I never see daylight..

It was the beginning of April And as cold as ice I told myself that I only cuddled up to you To stop me from getting frostbite But you..

I’m lying here in my bed Thinking of a way to make this pain end Pills and vodka or a bullet through the brain Anything to stop me ..

Eating food is what I do best It’s the perfect way to make me forget Pizzas, burgers, sausages and chips I scoff it all down until ..

I took the saying "I was left to clean up the mess you left behind" (after a break-up" and made it literal.

There is nothing wrong with standing in front of the mirror and smiling at your appearance or acknowledging the fact that you love y..

I can see your eyes stealing glances at my wrists can see the cogs in your mind whirring deciding whether or not to believe me when I tel..

Tell me stories about your childhood and everything that you hold close to your heart trust me with your most haunting secret the one that..

You came into my life, and like a present awaiting me on Christmas day, I peeled off your wrapping; I delved deep into your mind to f..

I wrote this poem for my cousin, who I recently found out has been self-harming for the past 3 years.