This is a super short poem I wrote. I started the butterfly project last night!
I glance at my wrist
And falsh of blue
I pull off my bracelets
And stare at the butterfly I drew

Outlined in black
with wings of blue
Helping me to remember
That there is hope

Im Sorry
Im sorry I failed
I really did try
But I'm not good enough
I gave in

I want to scream at myself
For giving in
But the temptation was strong
Too strong for me

I look at my wrist
The marks of self harm
Freshly painted
On my now flawed skin

I cover them up with bracelets
No one notices
Or no one cares
Probably both

But to the people that do...

Another poem. Sorry if its really long. This one is called Who I Am.

I am spiraling
Down, not up
I can't take myself
I need to cut

I look at the razor in my hand
A memory flashes through my mind
Selfish, rude, unloyal friend
Is my mom right? Am I these thing?

Another memory attack.
Stupid school bullies
I'm a nerd. Too sensitive
I don't belong

I'm all alone
Physically...

Hi everyone. Again. Probably no one actually reads this, but I'm posting it anyways.

It four AM right now, and I can't sleep. Too many flash backs. Nightmares. Grr I'm a mess. Anyways, I wrote another poem. This one is called
Leave Me Alone

Is it ever going to end
I can't take these memories
Get out of my head
I can't stand the intrusion

To many memories
Too painful to think
Too hurtful to try and do anything...

Another one of my poems.

This one is called Urges

Leave me alone
Let me be
I can't take this anymore
Please let my mind fly free

You make shake
Shudder
Want to scream
And I don't know where to turn

I am hurting
In pain
Looking at a task blade
Wondering how I stay strong

I try to ignore it
Try not to give in
Try not to let it win
By how long...

Hi all. So I found how to post to my blog on TH! I just wanted to say hi, although I am fairly sure that no one will see this.

I just wanted to share a poem I wrote today.

Its called Staying Strong:

Nothing is as it used to be
Nothing is as it seems
I used to be happy
Content
But I don't even know who I am anymore

Counting the days I stay clean...
One...
Two...
Three......