Would you like to know how it feels to cut? It's like a drug; in the moment you feel high and mighty, vanquishing your demons, slicing through you cold clammy flesh, but all of a sudden you have lost. They jump on top of you and pin you down. the painful scratches and bruises. A pain rushes through your body. All you want to do is run and hide, but you can't undo what has been done.

This poem is old. I have not self harmed in a long time. I am okay right now💕