I have struggled for the past 4 months with self-mutilation. Whenever I feel upset, I cut myself. This is a poem I have written about my own personal experience. Hopefully it can help someone out there.

This poem originally was published in Sad Poems - Depression and Suicide Poems

Confessions of a Cutter
Silence
Only tears
As I press the blade
Against my pale skin

Red
The blood flows
From the wounds
Echoing my inner pain

Satisfaction
As I feel the knife
Slicing into me
I only deserve pain

Anguish
As I realize what I've done
I feel accomplishment
As I gaze at the marks upon my skin

Stares
People are horrified
Don't understand why
Neither do I

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