Cut

All the voices in my head

The overwhelming urge

To feel blood and pain

Is like silent insanity

And I’m losing control.

It’s screaming in my ears

To drag the blade

Across scarred flesh

Opening new wounds

To put the old to shame.

Emotions swirl inside

They’ve been building for months

inside my chest to spread

To fingertips to grasp

The silver blade of life.

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Published by Stáchtes tou Parelthóntos

An introvert who finds solace in nature, literature, and poetry. I've been through the works, so please mind tags for possible triggers. Stay safe, programs <3

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  1. Stáchtes tou Parelthóntos's avatar writingdiaryofananxietypickle says:
    June 27, 2019 at 5:47 pm

    To any of the readers who understand this all too well, I’m so sorry and you deserve so much more. Please do not give in. You are amazing and wonderful and so so STRONG even when you don’t feel like it. Please be safe and reach out if you need help.

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