Possibly Triggering - "I Am" Poem
I Am a self-injurer.
I Wonder if I will ever be able to stop injuring.
I Hear people making jokes and laughing about self-injury, when there is nothing funny about it.
I See myself in a mirror with scars on my arms and legs.
I Am a self-injurer.
I Pretend that I am not depressed.
I Feel like I am worthless, and that there isn't a point in life.
I Touch the scars upon my skin.
I Worry that people at school will find out my secret.
I Cry after I injure, whishing I wouldn't have done it, but loving the sting anyway.
I Am a self-injurer.
I Understand what it is like to want to give up all hope.
I Say that everything is OKAY when it's really not.
I Dream about a day when I don't think about self-injury.
I Try not to injure, but it always seems to win the battle...even when I don't want it to.
I Hope that if I were to die tomarrow, that there would be something after life.
I Am a self-injurer.
~Katey Kasowski~
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