A short poem

[Kayla]

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Once Again

Darkness clouds my mind
Kills any peace I find
I'm falling deeper this time
As I watch the world go blind

I'm scratching once again
At the surface of my skin
Once I fought the knife
But now I'll let it win

I'm bleeding once again
I'm bleeding it away
I'm praying that my misery
Will leave me here someday

I'm scarring once again
My wrists, my heart, my soul
Scars visible and hidden
Keep me from being whole

Someday I'll stop the scratching
Someday I'll just let go
But for now I'll be suffering
And nobody will know.

[CaryGrant]

Kayla,

Your poem is very well written. It reminds me of the value of poetry: capturing what many think or feel in few words. After that, I don't know what to say. It makes me very sad that you may be cutting yourself.

Warm wishes, Kayla. You are not alone, no matter how alone you may feel. Many of us have felt pain such as yours, and wished for oblivion, or rescue that never comes, because, deep down, we know salvation can only come from within.

Here's a hug for you! Hope it makes you feel better.