Your flesh, blood scattered around ur wrists
Wounds that can never heal
Scars that will last forever
U look at ur skin and circle around with ur fingers the part of ur scars
U think to yourself why would I do this too me?
U know it’s wrong
But can’t stop
Because of the feeling and the bloody scene
Parents wondering why
But cant give explaination
Scared to be judge for the battle u have face
U wear a hoodie to cover up them scars
Not to face judgement toward u
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I sense a battle with the desire to self harm and the turmoil within ones mind, sad and haunting write but will be relatable to many
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