Dark red
Trickles
Trickles down her arm
A special little secret
Known as self harm
Dark silver
Blade
Is the one that she trusts
The one that she turns to
When life becomes too much
Long white
Sleeves
To cover her pain
Hide her relief
Hide the cuts again
2 comments
I can relate.
Alot of people on this site can, that’s important to remember.