I AM a self injurer.
I WONDER if I will ever be able to stop injuring.
I HEAR people make jokes and laugh about self injury, when there is nothing
funny about it.
I SEE myself in a mirror with scars on my arms and legs.
I WANT to one day stop injuring.
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, wishing 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 tomorrow, that there would be something
after life.
I AM a self injurer.
By: Katey Kasowski
Please feel free to leave comments. I got inspired to write this cause we did an I AM poem in English [I didn't do this one], so I thought I would post one on here. :)