Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: Untitled by Maria Gammons

By Maria Gammons
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Tags: maria gammons, poetry, poem

Raindrops flowing down my window
As tears fall down my cheeks
Blood is rushing through my body
As water rushes down the creeks

Just as water runs down falls
Blood can run from me
At the time I do it as release
And feel like I am free

Irons and razors to my being
Is like litter in the streams
It poisons my soul, makes it dirty
Then my soul, it loudly screams

Although the screams are loud
No one else can hear
Because it screams within itself
Not outside for fear

For fear of being taunted
For fear of being judged
The cries come out in pieces
But they're very, very smudged

I'd like to stop self harm
Because I know it's sin
Yet I find it very hard
'cause the cravings always win

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