The cycle

TW self harm

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Her skin, once pure and smooth

Now bears the scars of her pain

Each cut a desperate cry for help

But the silence around her is deafening

The razor becomes her only solace

As she tries to drown out the voices

The blood a temporary release

From the torment raging inside

Her reflection is a stranger

Eyes hollow, haunted by despair

She is lost in a labyrinth of darkness

Her own worst enemy, trapped within herself

But there is hope in the shadows

A flicker of light in her eyes

She reaches out for a lifeline

To guide her back from the edge

The scars may never fully fade

But she is learning to love herself again

Finding strength in her vulnerability

A phoenix rising from the ashes of her pain

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I have known those who have recovered from this awful self harm. I have seen the scars on the arms of those who do this to release the pain. Yes, finding strength and self worth can help in the road to recovery. It is agony for loved one’s to witness . Your poem brought it all back to me.

Chris

[Veronica]

I'm not sure how to interpret this review, I appreciate you taking time out of your day to review this poem, however, I am incredibly sorry if my poem triggered you in any way. I hope you and your family members are ok. Sending all my love, V

[Chris Shaw]

Oh my goodness, I am not upset by your writing, I just understand the subject you are writing about. No need to be sorry at all. You are such a kind and thoughtful person. All is now well. I wasn’t triggered by your writing at all. Sending love to you too 🌹