Drip. Drip.The water is clear.And now it’s red.She’s all alone.Now she’s dead.Drip. Drip.Covered in blood.There’s no skin left.See her bones?Look, she’s dead.Drip. Drip.She starved herself.She always bled.She’s beautiful.But she’s dead.Drip. Drip.She’s so young.So...
as a reminder for you to stay strong. Today I celebrate 1year going without self harm. I've had the thought to along with suicidal thoughts and still do. I've been through a lot trough out my life. Message me if you need someone to talk to or comfort you. I will never judge you...
He drew pictures that nobody saw,
He was most artistic late at night,
In the bathroom out of sight,
He kept a secret no one knew.
His drawings were different, no paper or pen,
But needed a bandage now and again.
We stood by the river under the stars,
He rolled up his...
The Rules are:
1. When you feel like you want to cut, take a marker, pen, or sharpies and draw a butterfly on your arm or hand.
2. Name the butterfly after a loved one, or someone that really wants you to get better.
3. You must let the butterfly fade naturally. NO scrubbing it...
when I tried to shower.... I need my love so badly... But as from Tuesday... I won't ever see him again... he knows 'bout my problem but he ignores me... do teachers generally ignore people who beg for help?.... My soul hurts so bad... I don't know what to do..
such as depression, self harm, anxiety, bipolar disroder, etc. I am one of them. But what angers me the most is when people - mainly teens - try and perceive mental disorders as a new fad. I'm sick of seeing it all over Tumblr and other websites. It's not cool to cut yourself...
I'm so annoying. I'm expendable to all my friends. In my darkest hour everyone leaves me.
The razor offered sanctity, if only for a few seconds. But I dragged the time out, going deeper, turning the single cut into a gaping hole until I'd been working on the cut for half an hour...
so bad :( I haven't in a while and I also haves a update I'm Guna go on some anti-depression pills and go to a therapist and my parents won't leave me alone wich is really frustrating I just want to be alone I don't like you guys!!!
When I see the scars on my body I think, "What have I done?". I think of I have to always wear bracelets. Or that people will judge me if they see. Will anyone love me? I'm so broken. 3 months clean, but I'm scared of triggers.
why would I cut myself, it’s not because I’m mad or hurt. I’m just tired; I’m tired of putting more effort than I receive. I’m tired of holding onto nothing, I’m tired of believing all of peoples lies, I’m tired of people proving me wrong every time, I’m tired of...
I like the sight of my own blood, I like to know that I'm only numb inside, to defy my parents as in when my parents anger me, which they do often, I cut to make myself feel like they can't control what I do, to do things I know would **** them off. My mom probably...
She paints a pretty picture
but this picture has a twist
you see.. her paintbrush is a razor
and her canvas is her wrist
she paints her pretty picture
in a color thats blood red
while using her sharp painbrush
she ends up finally dead
her pretty pictures fading
It started a bit over a month ago when we went to a water park, my one piece bathing suit showed my thighs, and I forgot about the swim suit and had cut like a week before. They were still there, with my pale skin you can see every scar. My mom saw them. She said "it looks like...
since iv cut but iv cut myself to bits this time. I tried to feel anything but the pain of being unloved.
I feel pathetic, used, unlovable, and repulsive. I just want to die. I begged him to kill me. I'd rather be dead than living this life he's put me in.
I'm a destroyed...
If they knew someone who cuts they would say that we are attention seekers or we're creepy or just in a growing up stage where teenagers are just confused. Like really?? If we want attention, we wouldn't hide when we cut, or if this is like some part of growing up we wouldn't be...
i wrote this poem thinking it would help me. i wrote it 89 days ago. it's helped me a lot. maybe it can help other people too. stay clean, you don't deserve the hurt, head up <3
just put down that blade,
looking down, watching your cuts bleed.
tears slowly well up in your...
that nobody saw
He was most artistic late at night
In the bathroom out of sight
He kept a secret no one knew
He didn't tell a soul and his gallery grew
His drawings were different
No paper or pen
But needed a bandage now and again
We stood by the river under the stars
She’s emo? You’d cut too, if you’ve been through what she has. She’s anorexic? You’d be too, if everyone called you fat everyday. She’s a *****? She made one mistake that cost her, her reputation. She’s a showoff? Her parents abused her, & she’s never heard of...
I cut my self....
Its like a drug..
it gets you to a place of peace..
a place where you don't think about you're problems..
a place where you think of the future..
a fealing of numness....
a fealing of no fealing....
but most of all it gets you away from youre self....
You cover your arms
In painful art
I know you're hurt
I'm here to help
Your screams were unheard
But there was something I felt
Your words touched me
Your cries worried me
I'll hold your hand
I'll always be here
I want to see you smile
and rarely thing of it. What gets me down is remember when I told my school about it and they called my mum. I remember coming back to the office and my mum sitting with tears rolling down her face. I had never felt more upset. I didn't even feel relieved though. I felt sad but...
loose 1 your fine your body don't suffer at all, loose 2 your body goes Into shock, loose 3 you die, you're not going to loose 3 pints of blood from a cut on you're arm that is a little deep and hasn't penetrated any major veins or arteries, so don't worry about me or get scared...
I don't know who you are or what struggles you have, but you are human. You have a soul, you have a conscience, you have feelings and I love you. I think you are beautiful inside and out, I think you are good enough, I believe in you even it you think no one else does.
why a 46 year old guy would join this group.
As a teen I had (probably still do) a mass of tangled emotions with no way to let them out. The pain inside was too great.
One day while drinking I put a cigarette out in the palm of my hand and discovered that the combination of...
Sometimes when I'm not constantly insulting myself, I think...what's it like being normal?
What's it like to look in the mirror and not hate what's looking back?
What's it like to have a lot of friends and a boyfriend and just a good social life?
What's it like not to be hated...
Almost two years ago I fell into serious depression. I was crying myself to sleep every other night and I believed that no one cared for me. Not too many people know what it feels like when not a single soul gives a damn about you. Doesn't feel very good ... I had extremely...
Shut your eyes tight,
Tell yourself it's all alright.
Clench your fists in till they feel as if they could burst,
You remember the time you had to do this first.
You're eyes soon reach their fill,
Soon after you're tears begin to spill.
Brace yourself for what's yet to come...
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