you place the blades to your wrist again,
the blood begins to pool,
you think your family will never be whole
and you wittness oppression at school.
but you only want someone to see,
you only want someone to listen!
so you do everything you can,
even if you get negative attention
but there is hope!
the voices screaming in your head, screaming in your home,
screaming in the world around you,
will someday cease
and you will be overwhelmed with peace
but that day won't come any quicker
if you keep making your wrists cry red,
so please stop thinking about putting
your beautiful life to an end.