A Scar.

artyfarty • 4 followers

Every scar on my skin leaves me a memory of my past phycological issues.
Phycological Issues that used to make me cry Myself to sleep at night and where id hold my teddy bear tight.

Do not cut they said.. Please stop cutting they pled..
The deeper you cut, the more tears you shed.
I knew deep down, The more deeper I cut, the more I bled.

Someone help. I'm hurting my skin..
I'm using sharp objects.. It's all so complex to describe.
No one knows my name.. My name is Lex.

One night things got bad.
I went mad.
The blade went deep.. Just a bit more than a tad.

My heart started to beat faster.. I ran to the bathroom to the medical box to get a big plaster.

Stop bleeding!

#general #mental-health #personal-struggle #self-harm

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