Good bye corner oh dearest friend
Hiding in you was blessing
The darkest refuge of my cell
Where I became my truest form
In that solitude of silence
Springtime showers have dried
Summer days have passed me by
Autumn's cool winds blown away
Winter is the only time I appear
A lonesome time to shelter pride
The snow gathers heaps above
The rafters in my small cell
Stone walls bounce the sound
Of destitution around my head
On this squandered life I ponder
When words of comfort do fall
Resounding hollow and turning
The ground of heart once again
Hard and unjustly fallow
I just died in my heart tonight
Now the blood runs cold as ice
Flowing und
What if you didn't see me for days..?
Tried to call... But got no answer..?
Would you rush to my house..?
..But only to find me on the floor.. laying in a pool of blood.
What would you do if the doctor told you that I was gone..?
I'm scarred..
From my head..
To my heart.
Razors kiss my wrists..
When you have kissed my lips..
Is it really that easy..?
To just make that one move..?
That one cut..?
Is it worth it..?
Yes?
No?
I don't know..
Never know till you try..
Finding Beauty in a Monster by Qu33nBl00d, literature
Literature
Finding Beauty in a Monster
Finding beauty in a monster,
Is like looking for something,
Thats not even there.
Its impossible!
Monsters dont have beauty.
So does that make me....
A Monster??????
Dear Lani,
I am writing to you to tell you how...
I am writing to you...
Do you know what you did?
I know you're there. Still trying to escape.
You took control for three years, Lani, did you know that?
You've left yourself behind, can't you see that?
I do. Whenever I wear a short sleeved t-shirt, or even shorts. The self concious behaviour I exhibit whenever I want to be touched, or loved, it's you. Not me. I want to be confident, have a relationship where I can be normal, but I can't. Because of you.
You're my paranoia, Lani.
You're there when I question myself. Question my feelings. I want to love him? Can't you see that? But whenev
Why is it that Lines are straight on the right and jagged on the left?
Left, they start fat and end to nothing
Right, they are straight, parallel, perfect.
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I hide my Lines the best I can.
Sometimes, they disappear after awhile.
But I miss them so much.
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So I make new ones.
Why do other people not like my Lines?
Why am I the only one who sees their beauty?
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My left arm has crooked, messy Lines for when I do something wrong.
My right arm has thin, even Lines for when I make someone upset.
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My arms have the same amount of Lines.
And yet, they both hold thei
I never cut myself on purpose, but there was a time I tried to break my leg to avoid school. Spending weeks in traction would've been better that being tormented daily at school. I couldn't even transfer because the only other school in the district was religious!
If anyone needs to talk, I'm here for all of you, I've self harmed myself but I'd rather help you with yours then mine with myself. Self harm is a serious thing, even though I'm not one to talk, I'm open for you all and ready to help <3