-Part one-
I walked downstairs and into the living room where my parent's were,
while clinging onto a towel half wrapped around my arm.
Clearly exposing the Self inflicted bloody cuts. The weapon i had chosen at the time...
....A Razor.
I could never remember how or even why i started self harming.
At 14 years old i lived in a day dream.
Still do.
I didn't know what reaction, if any i would get when Saying "Look what i have accidently done" holding my breath for the reply.
Which in the end My Father gave....
"YOU DO IT AGAIN AND I WILL CHOP YOUR ARM OFF"
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Author:
Melissa Taylor (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 11th, 2018 16:48
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this with my Father in mind.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Parents often try to scare their children straight when they're scared for them and feel helpless. It sounds like you quoted him word for word. Sounds like something my father would have said.
Hiya ☺
Thank you for your comment...and yes i did quote him word for word.
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