Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: One Last Kiss by Ivana

By Ivana
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Tags: ivana, poetry

As I sit here razor in hand
I feel like am taking a stand
Am finally making you see
That what I've become is thanks to you not to me
All this anger I feel inside
I don't know how to hide
I wear these clothes to hide the numerous scares
These scares mean a lot to me
They here to remind me
Of everything I've tried to be
Never really realizing that these scars define me
They define who I am and who I want to be
They remind me of giving up
They remind me of not giving a fuck
Of wanting to die
Of numerous nights I couldn't sleep so instead cried
Trying to figure out what's wrong with me
Why no one else can see
How much am hurting
Can't you see I need you here with me
I need to know you care
This pain is becoming too much to bare
So when I die please don't waste time asking why
The reason is so obvious
When I needed you most you a banned me
All I had is this razor blade
All I wanted was to not be scared
And thanks to this razor blade
I am not longer scared
As I see the blood flowing from my wrist
I still want one last kiss
One last kiss before it's all done
One last kiss just to feel you with me
One last kiss before this endless misery gets to me

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