Self Injury Awareness.

mikimoodle

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This is for every single person who's found pleasure in the pain, Who's best friends are sharp metal that bring a crimson rain For those who easily and can perfectly deceive, The one's who nervously hide behind dark sleeves This is for those who think progress is always still so far, who've stopped for years but still reminded by the scars For everyone who's been too numb and forgotten how to cry, On the edge of giving up, contemplating ways to die This is for those who’ve spent too much money for a bandage, Who fear the E.R., thinking alone you can manage, For those who won’t go swimming or change cloths with a friend For fear of disgusted reactions, from wounds still trying to mend This is for those who never thought a tiny cut would control their lives, that without this dangerous addiction, you don’t think you can survive This is for those who’ve always felt misunderstood Who lack the right words, would speak up if they thought they could This is for self-injurers who are hidden in society who mutilate their bodies while locked inside depression and anxiety This is for those that still remain unknown Don’t ever give up because you’re never alone!

She didn't say don't and she didn't say please Plagued by the past, she's brought to her knees Trapped within the skin that held her down Only her breath could escape past her defeated frown Help was a word she refused to say Help was a wish she made every day She searched for relief in things that were dark Carved secrets that fade but leave their mark

Who says you're not perfect Who says you're not worth it Who says you're the only One thats hurting.

Trust me, thats the price of beauty, who says you're not pretty, who says you're not beautiful, Who says?

Take this from me, Wash it away This story on my skin, I beg this and I pray, The road my blade took, Left its memorie behind, Lines of color on pale skin, A curse upon my mind.