Scars that Kill

Wed, 09/25/2013 - 11:33 -- sec97

Location

Scars on wrists

Pain in hearts

Hurt in a very sick twist

Pain that can be seen and felt

 

“Hey, you, why do you cut?”

“You are weak, attention seeker”

Invisible knife slashes

Later, flow bloody tears

 

“Oh my God, What are you doing!?!?”

“You have no reason for this!”

Invisible knife slashes

Later, flow bloody tears

 

“Why do you go on living?”

“Just go kill yourself.”

Invisible knife slashes

Life blood splatters

Comments

quietwhispersinthewind

Omg, I believe that you have already left this platform, but this is so eerie its his last post. What if he actually killed himself? Thats so tragic. Life is a beautiful gift, and not meant to be wasted. Depression is a sickness that can only be cured through therapy, love and support. I hope you are okay, and if you have passed, I mourn your ephermal beauty, your flickering flame of life that was extinguished far too soon.

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