Self-Injury Support Group
Whether you or someone you know or love struggles with self-injury, this is the community to discuss your experience, find support, meet others going through the same, and get advice on how to stop. Working together, we can help find alternative coping skills to reduce the urge to self-harm.
look deep inside my mind
and a fire is what you find
inside this lonly girl
are the reflections of a cruel and unfair world
there is nothing left there are no more thoughts
all this pain on herself she brought
her heart is broken as beats grow farther
to her own blood she has now become a martyr
her might has died
she has lost her pride
with nothing left to spare
she says a prayer
she lifts her head to the sky
and turns her glass up hi
all those tries were fully alive
her life is like a doubble edged sword
no matter how you hold it your going to get hurt
she tried so hard to let you know
with no feelings she tried to show
how deep the pain we will never know
its now to the firey pit she must go
secreats she mussent tell
locked inside like a jail
wheres the one that will set her free
that one is you and me
forgive me now she screams and yells
as she drops to the floor the only sound know is that of bells
from her coffin she silently screams
hopeing that some one would hear her from the spaces in between
hands by there sides
tears in there eyes
she starts to cry
she asks herself why
for the price they payed there'd of been much less cost
to help her out before the battel she lost
the sun dissapears and the night mares begin
shes in hell all over again
and a fire is what you find
inside this lonly girl
are the reflections of a cruel and unfair world
there is nothing left there are no more thoughts
all this pain on herself she brought
her heart is broken as beats grow farther
to her own blood she has now become a martyr
her might has died
she has lost her pride
with nothing left to spare
she says a prayer
she lifts her head to the sky
and turns her glass up hi
all those tries were fully alive
her life is like a doubble edged sword
no matter how you hold it your going to get hurt
she tried so hard to let you know
with no feelings she tried to show
how deep the pain we will never know
its now to the firey pit she must go
secreats she mussent tell
locked inside like a jail
wheres the one that will set her free
that one is you and me
forgive me now she screams and yells
as she drops to the floor the only sound know is that of bells
from her coffin she silently screams
hopeing that some one would hear her from the spaces in between
hands by there sides
tears in there eyes
she starts to cry
she asks herself why
for the price they payed there'd of been much less cost
to help her out before the battel she lost
the sun dissapears and the night mares begin
shes in hell all over again
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that is beautiful. i loved it so much. it had a lot of meaning to it u r a good writer / poet keep up at it u r really good
deleted_user
Amazing and beautiful...you have captured what I feel, but are not able to express...Thank you
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