As the knife pierces her skin, yet once again the blood runs slowly down her already scarred arm
She has so much resentment against the world and doesn't know how she can deal with her emotions.
She tired of the stares and people whom she thought were once a friend.
However, that sudden gush of blood releases the pain for the time being.
People on the outside looking in will never know much of a release that one receives from
cutting.
Coping skills they say....none of them work except for the real thing.
Self harm is a weakness within ones self, an underlying condition, a habit in a sense.
You'll grow out of this phase they say.
Will she ever or will the slice of her wrist go to far.
So much further that all of her pains will go away forever
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