Again Poem by Anonymous Ghurl

Again



Voices dwell inside my head
Shouting while I lie in bed
Saying I'd be better dead
But I resist and turn instead
To gleaming metal hid away
For if you knew I know you'd say
That's it's not worth the price I pay
And there has to be a better way
But I've found none that works to ease
The thoughts that blow like gentle breeze
For this lock has no other keys
To thaw the bitter chilling freeze
I say I've stopped but those are lies
I am clean but just to eyes
At two a.m. is when I rise
And scar my pale and endless thighs
The darkness is my only friend
In its embrace I start to mend
Or that is what I pretend
When light returns that all will end
I hide away from sunlight's touch
I use the darkness as a crutch
I cling to shadows and as such
Have learned that I can take so much
But there are things that I can't stand
Like when you offer out your hand
Just to leave me in the sand
That circles in a tightening band
The only ones who tell the truth
Are the voices that live in the booth
And even though it seems uncouth
I know that they won't cut the tooth
To keep this darkness locked within
And in payment for my demons' sin
I'll lay this blade against my skin
Again and again and again and again

Thursday, September 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: self harm
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