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There he is,stalking me.Reminding me that he is capable of hurting me.The memories are constant.They never stop.My brother hurt me in a way i can't de..
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I hate myself.i look in the mirror,i hate what i see.why?i hate my eyes,my skin,my face,my weight.I hate my life.I just wanna die.And end it all here...
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Scars scatter my wrist.Blood covers the blade.The blade controls my mind.The cuts split open.My cries are ignored.My arm throbs.My tears fall,my sobs ..
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You hurt me but it made me more strong.What you did to me was wrong.I'll never forget the fear you made me feel.Think about what you were about to ste..
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Slash,slash,slash.She can't stop.Slice,slice,slice,her arm is gushing blood.she doesn't feel it though.Cut,cut,cut.Both her arm are covered in red.Tea..
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She is gone.She asked for help but you ignored her.You called her a attention w***e.Why?Nobody helped her so the demons decided to take control.Fillin..
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The tears kept comingas she felt her arm numbingshe fell down the holedemons eating her souleven though shes the one who let them ininto her body, so ..
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She feels alone everydaybut yet she decides to stayshe sits in the corner blade in handshe pushed the blade in her arm and it sank like sandjust one m..
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cutting is my drugall i really need is a hugya so i slit my armi don't think of it as self-harmcutting helps meif you cut you would agreeit erases all..
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She had no hopeand cutting was her only way to copeher hope was washed awaywith the things you said to her everydayno one knew she held sadness within..
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