Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: Hurt by Anonymous

By Anonymous
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I'm hungry, beware of my appetite
Blood-curdling screams fill the air tonight.

Innocence shattered.
As they all three battered

Her body lies there, lifeless.
When she wakes up she thinks, "How could they do this?!?"

Their fists sting, piranhas biting at her flesh
But why should she expect any less?

The word "male" arises instant fear
When she tries so hard to keep her confidence near.

Tear her insides, blood flows free
When they were done with her, she could barely see

Physical trespass, her body violated
Why did they have to be everything she hated?

"Knock her out, slap her face,
As long as no one sees, there'll be no less grace"

Kisses that burn, touches that bruise,
Three guys, one girl, her body they all used.

Excruciating pain, her heart ripped out
Did they hate her? I have no doubt.

They hated what she stood for.
As I'm sure they laughed their way out the door.

She gets the last laugh though, this is the irony
Because what she and she alone knows:

.......You're not the only one who can hurt me.

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