My Skin Is Screaming Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

My skin is screaming.
Screaming loud and clear.
My body and mind now joins the screams.
Needing and wanting the pain.

Needing the pain so I can feel.
Wanting the pain to drive out the inner pain.
so without a second thought I cut and cut again.

The scars lokk a mess.
But the scars, they telll a story.
They tell the story of a life with no glory.
The life filled with missery.

This is why skin screams.
Just to cut out the memories and the hell.
Of past events.
My skin mind and body needs the pain