An anthem for those who self harm.
An apocalyptic story involving self harm.
a collaboration with @hanniecakes A short explanation of how I got here. I could scream, but it wouldn’t be enough.
Take me to the wild, and let me be free. Let me explore, the land, the coast, the sea.
There have been days, when I have wanted to quit.
Why do we cut ourselves? A simple question.
A complex answer.
My scars are like the stars. Too many to count.
I like to cut myself. It’s f****d up, I know, but I get a perverse pleasure from it.
I’m depressed and angry. It is a bad combination.
An 18+++ poem-like story or story-like poem whose sole purpose is to help anyone who reads this, spreading a very important message which many of today's society don't seem to get...
Hope y'all enjoy!... I cannot create a masterpiece.
I know you are out there. And I know you're about to self harm.
I want to die, nearly every day. Life is hard, painful, frustrating.