Self harm
Isn’t just slit wrists
Cuts on your arms
Putting out cigarettes
On your thighs
Self harm
Is ignoring the storm
Never seeking calm
Letting the weight inside
Pull you down
It’s papering the cracks
Ignoring the fact
That you’ve fallen down
And you lack the strength
To get back up
On your own
Self harm
Is letting yourself drown
When you’ve friends all around
Who will lift you up
If only you’d ask
We all self harm
We just don’t see it
Too often until
It’s too late
Featured in my book* Day By Day – available now, exclusively on Amazon
*edited slightly to fit in the Word of the Day
MS Poetry 
True that..
Know the feeling all too well.
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The most important thing is to acknowledge it before it’s too late. And then help those who aren’t yet aware of the harm they are doing to themselves.
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Honestly in situations like that people don’t listen. No matter how you explain them they keep walking towards the disaster.
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I know 😦 Gotta keep trying though.
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Very, very well written!
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Thank you 😊😊
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This is amazing. So sad. But amazing.
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Thank you 😊
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Beautifully written.
I just wish I didn’t relate to it so much 😦
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Thank you.
Yeah. 🙁
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