*** Warning this chapter does talk about self-harm. you have been warned, though if you are this far into my stories it's nothing new***
She was living a nightmare
a twisted fate
that brought crashing waves
and monsters galore
It brought her to her knees
with tattered clothes
and more scares than she can count
But she was a fighter
at least she was until now
Now she is nothing but mere skin and bones
Now she is an empty shell
covered in bruises and scares
with dried blood covering ever inch of her
from her own inflicted wounds
She now knows her nightmare is just her head
but she can never escape her own mind
x~X~x
Hello, I for once did not wait at least 2 to 3 weeks before posting again. I don't really know what else to say since I wrote this during a break down last night and didn't want to cut myself to get over it. I instead wrote this and threw my box with my blade in it across my room, so I wasn't a little less liking to cut. It work out as I am still 5 weeks clean, but I don't know how long it will last being clean. I have tried in the past but I have never been able to get past 2 months of being clean and I know I should get professional help for it but my mom doesn't know and she will be really mad at me. I have been asked before by a doctor if I hurt myself,, I said no since my mom was in the room with me. Looking back I should have said yes so I could get help. But it's over and done with, nothing I can do now but try to fixing my self-harm probably by myself.
How is everyone?
I hope you are all good.
Peace Out Wild One's
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My mind
PoetryThis is going to be a book about how I feel and how I view the world, people, ect. It is also going to be about my life and depending on how I feel at that moment will depend on how depressing each chapter may be. Not all the chapaters are going to...
