A Self Harm Poem
I never thought I'd do self harm
Get a blade and cut my arm.
I thought people who did it were sad,
It was either that or very mad.
I didn't know what they did feel,
But that feeling of cold steel, or for attention or was it
But then those feelings come to me,
And this is how it come fo be.
My head got tight, myheart just burst
I knew I had to prepare for the worst,
I got the blade and stuck it in.
Blood welled out and I'd pierced the skin.
When all my fury had been spent
Weiriness filled me, the anger went.
I'd look at my...