selfinjury_poemmadebyKaren

I cut myself so I will bleed I do it to fulfill my need I take a razor across the street Just right; bloody and neat I hate being at school Makes me feel a fool I fight with my family and friends This shit never ends

I don’t think I’ll ever stop Even if I feel I’m tops It’s just something I do So would you I like to cut When I’m in a rut It stops me from feeling so down It makes me smile instead of frown

Why did it have to be me? Why oh why can’t you see? I know I need help Instead, I turn to this I need to feel the pain To feel I’m making a gain Even though I’m delicate I crash right into it

Away will go some pain But it will leave a stain There will always be a mark From the knife’s spark Nobody knows why Why it is I cry My pain makes me alone I can’t pick up the phone

I’m cut off from the world A girl living hurled I wish things were better I know they could be Why must I cut? I feel like a klutz I stumble through life A life filled with strife

I have so much hurt Could hardly be worse That’s probably a curse I just feel compelled To make my blood swell I want to see the drops It will never stop

Copyright of Karen

I have so much hurt Could hardly be worse That’s probably a curse I just feel compelled To make my blood swell I want to see the drops It will never stop