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A few of my friends at school have been self harming recently, so I made this on their behalf.


Submitted:Feb 27, 2013    Reads: 20    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


you stare at yourself in the mirror,

wondering why you're feeling this way.

then you realise that everyone around you,

completely blanked you today.

that person you have a crush on,

is not interested in you.

all you want to do is cry,

but no one will comfort you.

you go and sit with your friend at lunch,

to find them walking off.

you have no idea what you've done,

but you have had enough.

you get home and find that razor,

and you roll up your sleeves.

you slide the blade across your skin,

the blood makes you heave.

the blood drips off your arms,

and splatters onto the floor.

the blade falls out of your hands,

you can't look anymore.

Yyu look at yourself again and think,

what have I done to myself.

I've made myself bleed,

oh just look at myself.

I'm a mess.

I have no one.

No one cares.

I self harm.

but what I didn't realise,

was that all my friends loved me to bits,

and when they found out,

they were shocked, they couldn't believe it.

they never let me do it again,

they forced me to show them my arms.

they were just checking I hadn't done it,

I never realised people cared.





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