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.
Used Boys
Reach into me
and please find my heart
pull it out - please
take it away with you
Don't leave it there for me to ruin
I will
you know
I do everything else
and it is just sitting there
unguarded...
Hearts less vulnerable now
but just my past alone makes it
possible to cry
impossible to feel
You sit there stroking my hair
and I dont want to hurt you
but I know I will
I dont want to hurt me
but I know I will
some people are just born impossible
hurt is what we do best
Used boys are impossible
and contact with hearts
does not
will not
can not
improve our situation
I am a used boy
Reach into me
and please find my heart
pull it out - please
take it away with you
Don't leave it there for me to ruin
I will
you know
I do everything else
and it is just sitting there
unguarded...
Hearts less vulnerable now
but just my past alone makes it
possible to cry
impossible to feel
You sit there stroking my hair
and I dont want to hurt you
but I know I will
I dont want to hurt me
but I know I will
some people are just born impossible
hurt is what we do best
Used boys are impossible
and contact with hearts
does not
will not
can not
improve our situation
I am a used boy
deleted_user
wow..so sad. thank you for sharing! if you want, i wrote a poem called Bleeding.
deleted_user
I read you poem Bleeding as was touched by the raw pain. I too have cried those crimson tears. Peace be with you.
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
